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Monday, May 05, 2008 ♥


I hope you're still here. I felt sorry when I saw you laying face-down on the tarred road. I felt disgusted with those who talked as though they knew what was going on, like they were in control of your fate and it was all your fault. I felt sorry you had to be there, surrounded by on-lookers who did nothing but kept on looking. I'm sorry I couldn't help. The moment I saw your motionless body, I looked away. While others came closer to the window to get a better look, I backfaced you as we drove by. I didn't turn back. But I never stop praying for you, stranger.

random ramblings: @ 1:32 PM


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Yours truly;
 Aznita;
to dwell on yesterday's pleasures is to risk missing out on pleasures of the moment, and to dwell on past pains and tragedies is a pointless waste of energy and time
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