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not me for You

isaiah40:30-31
"Even youths grow tired and weary
and young men stumble and fall
but those who hope in the Lord
will renew their strength
they will soar on wings like eagles
they will run and not grow weary
they will walk and not be faint"

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drunks.

okie. just a random thought.
im not exactly clubbing material, so the chances of me bumping or having people around me drunk are minimal. so that explains my innocencity. hawhaw. just kidding.
well.
i feel, people drunk are truely who they really are. deeep deeep down.
say, there are those who after drunk, get freakingly emo, sad and cry alot right. whilst there are those, who laugh alot. and who are really happy. okie. this is not scienctifically proven, but thats how i feel tho.
my heart really feels for them. goes all the way out. especially those who cry.
a friend of mine got "high" recently. and, he just started to pour out his feelings. the things that hurt him, and the issues that he has been struggling with. and its like, not knowing. normally when we talk or meet, he'll just be doing his thing, ill occasionally go disturb him, laugh it off and when walking together, wont say a thing about his woes. but, when the mask is out. he doesnt have to put up a front of me,us anymore. and just be who he really is.
my monster seemed happy go lucky too, disturbing me like crazy. but when it gets over, what actually is deep inside his heart. the scars?
sigh.
well, although monsters really doing well alr. so, im all good about him now. (:
its not like, being drunk or high is all good, but, sometimes. it just sort of relieves you for a few hours. but still, at the end of the day. its still there, unless we decide to solve it.


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in my heart. i know those whom i really care for and love.
in my heart, those are those whom cry, and i would cry along with them. not because i understand totally what theyre feeling, but i cry too because it has hurt them, deep down.



oh God, i really really miss tricia.


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