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Friday, July 14, 2006

Liar

It rattles about at the very depths of your conscience; co-present in your mind, while you go about the random mundane things that life forces you into. Oh black fear. Scream a whisper, a plea for release from clenched warps yet it falls on deaf ears. And they point at you and chant.


"Liar. Liar. Liar." Hot tears of unfounded shame; for you now you are undeserving spill forth. Clinging to your eyelashes and slipping down your cheeks, blazing a trail of guilt down your heated skin.


"Liar. Liar. Liar." The words echo in your empty cavity, resounding on the walls of your mind, carving themselves into your being.


"Liar." Etched in your mind.

***

Would i ever lie to you?

9:21 PM

Wednesday, July 12, 2006

I'm entirely amused. Yesterday I was talking to Ash and writing Rohi (my little sis) points for her essay on smoking. Oh the irony. So she asked me to write down the points on how people quit. So I wrote "cold turkey" assuming she knew what I meant cause I was distracted. Then my ingenious sister writes in her narrative, about how some girl got addicted to smoking in one day and then went to the supermarket and bought cold turkey and cooked it and ate so she became un-addicted. HAHAHA.
Sorry baby sis I love you but that’s just helluva funny.
Also one question. When you cook cold turkey, doesn't it become hot?
HEEHEEHEE
Yes I am in one of my rare happy moods.

6:29 AM

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