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:: juz taking a moment to remember ::

Thursday, March 27, 2008 4:29 PM

uncertainty is irritating.

hmm i realise i started talking/thinking cynically abt men again
and i wonder how trust is built up
is it blind trust at first? like to make a decision, yes or no, to trust?
and slowly as you feel more/less comfortable with the person, you trust more/less
or it might build up until one day the trust breaks
you realise your trust's been betrayed.
and you dont know how to build it up again, blindly again?

but then again, everything comes at a risk.
and we decide if we take that risk, to possibly get hurt, or completely forgo what we might be able to achieve.

i dont quite like how i am feeling now. like i dont know what is going on. and i have no control. i dont like this confusing state. it irks me.

goodbye or see you,
I'll be your best kept secret or your biggest mistake.

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