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We watch the season pull up its own stage And catch the last weekend of the last week Before the gold and the glimmer have been replaced Another sun soaked season fades away. |
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My blog's misleading; Miracles don't always happen. Disasters do. It's all over, isn't it? It feels like everything's crashing down on me. I hoped and prayed so hard. I thought somehow I would make it. You always said, "The worst that could happen to you is re exam". And I believed you completely & everything else everyone said. Who knew. I don't need those phonecalls and texts to convey sympathy. I hate making people feel bad for me. It's all my fault. Nobody's to be blamed here. All self-inflicted. Yes. It really sucks so bad. So damn bad. I'm a failure. I'm no more that Dhanya, I'm sorry. No more that Third in class smartass, no more that 9 distinctioner nerd, no more that Speech Day recipient. I'm no more. Worthless. I'm going somewhere far away. I can't stay. Can I take you with me? Will you come? AJ was a mistake. They retained me. Hell yeah, they did. |