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Nov 3, 2011

Have u ever imagine living in a beautiful house but the walls are surrounded n enveloped by very sharp thorns. A single touch can cause great pain. There's no way out of that place...
How long can you hold on? How many scars are you going to treat?
This week I have few orders to make and the mood hasn't come yet. What's more the worst thing that could happen really happened today. Plus it's the second time..Making cakes or cupcakes or just anything doesn't make me happy anymore. I can't find the enjoyment of baking with all this noose hanging on everyone's throat. It's devastating n heart wrenching.
Do u know that tears are bitter? Do u know that it's tiring to act n pretend all the time?
It is more hurtful to hold it inside..
When kids lost their candy or dropped their ice-cream they will cry like it's the end of the world. It really is sad because that little sweet can make you smile n laugh. Mom, dad or someone else will be there to soothe you and maybe if u're a good boy/girl, u'll get a new one.
Imagine you have no one..n..nothing..
Even if we try to stop it, tears are a naughty stubborn child.
Impossible thing are impossible..only one in a billion is possibly possible..
Sometimes, it's a blessing to be much far away from everyone else, so that they won't see your sorrowful face n u won't be a burden to anyone else..
Sleeps too have become my enemy with all the mournful dreams that leave streaks of tears every time i woke up..
why...are there any sweets left for us?
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