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Violet Joy
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    Sunday, October 19, 2008
    in the midst

    now she understood why she hated crowds so much.. in the midst of the crowds.. a sense of loneliness was so tangible.. the sense of being lost.. being ignorance.. the sense of hopeless.. everyone put on that mask that is so fake..

    the hurt that overwhelms.. the pain that never fails to haunt you.. jumping into a crowd just makes it all the more worst..

    the pain that is hidden from the surface.. the agony and desire that someone would at least pay the least attention to them.. then at least they know someone understand them..

    she was a little girl that wants to see the world just as it is... but more than often, the world disappoints her, because of the true ugliness of it.. hoping that whatever she sees in the surface is as beautiful as it is in the hearts.. but more than often, she is disappointed when she saw the reality of it...

    she has become a girl that sees everything as it it.. pretending that everything is alright, when clearly it is not.. she has become a girl that remains ignorant about her surroundings.. but lest people know that she has two sides.. the other side of her, knows there are so much more than just that.. the other side of her faces all the disappointments, failures, hurts.. people says that she is strong.. but actually, only one side of her pretends to be strong.. the other side has crumbled..

    such a hypocrite, you might say.. this girl.. wishes everything would be what it is.. but she herself is two-faced too.. as selfish as it sounds.. this girl has became who she is, because of what and how she has seen the world.. the ugliness of people.. this girl knows that she has to grow up some day.. but she sure hopes that when she does grow up, she would become the person who is the same inside and out..

    she hopes to have a friend that trusts in her.. and could pour out all his/her feelings to her.. she wants to be there for her friends.. somehow.. she was not given the chance to..

    the girl loves her best friend.. she loves her best friend.. she treasures her best friend.. but she knows some times, her actions and her words hurt her best friend..

    I'm sorry...

    violetjoy signing off~
    11:01 PM