There are a darn lot of people with bicycles in vjc... but elangor is the only one who rides one over here.

But we are thin anyway. Being deprived of recess and lunch probably has something to do with it.

Somehow it all seems like wasted time. It's been four months since the beginning of the year, but I haven't done anything worth remembering to anyone yet. It seemed so easy... now it's slightly further away than the dark side of the moon. Jupiter's moon.

When you came, you anchored my life. The sheer inertia, immutability of your presence was like a small star about which my thoughts orbited in neat ellipses. Comfort derived from familiarity yet remaining strangely exhilirating. Every word, every smile, every toss of your head that would send your hair flying, they were all that I lived for. That I would have liked to live for (men have died for far worse). Nevertheless happiness enforced by rule stronger than physical law cripples the spirit and leaves it to wither and die.

The sun is just a big ball of hot gas. I think you were much more. The sun will explode in four billion years. (need i say more)

i need you i want you i love you i belive in you i had you i can't reach you i lost you i don't know why

i want you back yet i've had enough of you

Always the "i" getting in the way. Imaginary quantity interfering with reality.

and at night (morning actually) i repeat to myself: the past is dead, the past is dead, the past is dead. oh if it would just DIE!

Somebody said that at 10:37 PM

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