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On the way back from guy's place, I was thinking about lots of things, the conversation we had there was disorgnized, like their house which is in a terrible mess. I was surprised by certain things they said, their comments on certain people, their opinions and reaction. When I was 14, I didn't talk about all these, I indulged myself in own interests, I can select friends and reject others easily and freely. That was when I was 14, but I'm no longer 14.
When I got off the train, the sky was already dark, people on the street with "going home" written on their faces. They were in hurry, and I was supposed to be. After calling her, I stopped in front of Mcdonald's for some time, she sounded angry and changed her plan to pick me up. I didn't feel like going home at that moment, the moment I feel like going somewhere else, and everything went back to the year when I was 14. That is a mysterious year, the most puzzling year in my life, the most memorable. When I was 14, I was waiting for someone to take me away, to a place I'd never been to, to live a life I'd never imagined. The someone could be anyone who loves me, could be a stranger on street who's willing to take me away. This feeling was so strong last night when I was standing in front of Mcdonald's. I saw read and yellow, red was like fire and yellow was like desire.
viviangore
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~ Wishlist ~a house
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