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Thursday, 22 January 2015

I Wonder

I wonder why people are so mean sometimes to people who are nice to them. I wonder when they just act like you don't exist. When friends, those whom you thought were good people (Not that they aren't good, it's just that...) sit around talk away about different random things and you just stroll around looking out of windows, staring into the thin sheets made of wood pulp and fibers. Its so mysterious and pretty riveting thought. When you're surrounded by infinite souls but they're nothing just ghosts. When they're there but not really 'there'. When suddenly you realize, 'what if' the people you have claimed to have loved you dearly start turning out to people you never really knew...