My blogging bug had died or something. Every time when I feel like blogging I'd feel v lazy to do it.

It's exactly 3:00am and I'm still wide awake. I'm having those nights where I have so much on my mind, so much to say and pen down yet can't really portray out how I really feel. I want to abide by the promises made to myself. I always wish I'll have super powers so that I could read minds, hate to be kept in suspense especially from my love ones. Had the most bizarre dream for consecutively 3 days. It felt so real, I kept running; running for my life & this dream seems to progress everyday. I'm tired. 

Teach me what to do, lead me. 

What's best for me?

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Drastic Changes

When “Lollipops turn into cigarettes. The innocent ones turn into sluts.

Homework goes in the trash. Mobile phones are being used in class.

Detention becomes suspension. Soda becomes vodka.

Bikes become cars. Kisses turn into sex.

Remember when getting high meant swinging on the playground?

When protection meant wearing a helmet?

When the worst things you could get from boys were cooties?

Dad’s shoulders were the highest place on earth and Mom was your hero?

Your worst enemies were your siblings. Race issues were about who ran the fastest.

War was only a board game. And the only drug you knew was cough medicine.

The most pain you felt was when you skinned your knees, and goodbyes only meant until tomorrow?

And we couldn't wait to grow up?”

-Author Unknown

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Goodnight Readers.