go blind.

till the next time we meet chows...

Friday, April 15, 2005

chowder has been sold. sad...
inevitability has won yet again.
ugh...i felt really bad last night when we were trying to put him in a box. it felt as if a body part was being taken away. i like that dog. he's the last puppy sold. i liked that dog.

hai...writing about it just makes it worse...

sana makilala niya pa ko pag dinalaw ko cia..till next time chows...

-out...

-eLiv ~sad~

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and then there was me.
an ambitious kid wandering alone in this train wreck called life.
fascinated by inanimate things and dastardly gaps in time.
wondering why the possibility of finding happiness
seems as slim a chance as finding penguins in the dessert.
he laughs.
laughs in mockery. laughs in fear. laughs in anger.
but his favorite laughter is that which hides the gloom
which has evolved from being an acquaintance to an intimate friend.
such is the demise of an observer trapped inside a toppled box.
ensconced inside a niche of shadows,
he laughs aloud just to drown the deafening silence

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