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Saturday.

I'm thinking about going to bed because I'm tired, but I hate the seconds of silence before sleep takes over.
Everything is so still and I feel so alone during those moments of what seems like eternity.

I've been feeling so sedated these days and it's aggravated by the fact that I feel so unecessary to you.

After walking about town for what seemed like forever; getting drenched in the cold drizzle they call 'rain' over here,we came back to my room and I chain smoked the whole way through.
It was calm.
The time passed lazily, and it was punctuated by some good clips from Little Britain and later, American Beauty. That film is so beautiful and depressing. It was depressing not only because Keven spacey died,but also due to the fact that somewhere out there, it could really be happening. People struggling to accept the life they were dealt with.
It was frightening because... everything that happened in the movie is a possible reality. Somewhere in the distant future,this could all be happen to me. To you. To anyone.
Make plans they say. But how can you when Fate will always stand in the way.
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