Come home happiness, Come home sorrow
Come home to the rest of your life
I'm an ordinary girl. Nothing special, just normal, boring, typical. Like most girls, I think a lot, and I feel a lot, and I hide it all a lot. I don't know what I am doing, I just feel like blogging again, just wanna see how this goes.
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Monday, January 11, 2010, 7:15 AM
She wondered if she had made the wrong choice,except, she can't regret it anymore,
for what has been said cannot be taken back.
Sitting there waiting,
waiting for something to happen.
Something that can change her life,
she prays,
prays that she won't regret her choice.
and then she waits,
waits for her future to unfold.
waits for the unavoidable.