Tuesday, January 20, 2009
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its like a spoilt tape recorder
whenever it feels like it, it skips back right to the start.
there were too many memories, too many smiles, too many tough times
to ever forget.

at first i thought i would
i thought that having so many other things racing in my mind
i would gradually forget
but then every now and then i'm reminded of those memories
there's just so many things that symbolises or can represent the times then.
the events that passed are still fresh and vivid in my mind that it feels like just yesterday.
no matter how busy i am with other things
hanging out with other people, other types of people
somehow it lingers just the back of my mind and whenever i'm zoning out, it floats back to the top

just like the stains on my favourite white shirt, they won't go away.

Divulged at 10:20 PM