I laid in bed this morning, with my thoughts, and I cant help but be overwhelmed by it. It took awhile for things to turn around, and it really didnt have a change on my thoughts, I just felt I could put on a smile.

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I was watching scrubs lastnight, and I thought, there was a time, that songs seemed to be aligned with life. And I thought, that time has long gone, and fact is, I dont - not literally - listen to any songs nowadays. At times it just seem like, I go through 'was-meaningful' songs just to feel something stir inside of me. Just something.

Though really its a lie, if I was to say that I feel nothing. Cause I do feel things, just not the way it used to be, like I've changed, and the world is just accepting it as it is.
Like something shiny, wiped off its shine, and it doesnt say a word, cause thats just the way it should be.

ahh..its of no use now, my thoughts my words.


and Happy Belated Birthday;
Khafidh, sayang si Zahiratul.
And to Nabeelah Khalid.



Trying to be a conformist made me one, and it hurts.

Labels: celebration; birthdays, keemosian, not getting to my point, something from the soul