25.1.05

all of a sudden many things just start happening with loose ends waiting to be tied up, and i cant help but get more occupied thinking about them. i know there are some things that i shouldn't have done, but count it as fate or whatever, i cant help it either. perhaps i'm just over-expecting myself. i want everything to be perfect and normal, and everything else to happen the way it is supposed to happen. nothing seems right for me now. now there are so much other stuff waiting for me to do and i cant concentrate. fuck

There are moments when
When I know it and
The world revolves around us
And we're keeping it
Keeping it all going
This delicate balance
Vulnerable all knowing



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