Sunday, May 11, 2008

The greatest joy of living is leaving.


It is not always good to remember. something is better off forgotten. It is not always good to be tied with "I have to live"; to live with " I can die anytime" is much more blissfull. I wish my parents is not here and I was not in dept with anybody, then I can say my final good bye to all my friends and leave.

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