9.25 PM
At my bedroom
I’m not sure how I’m going with this but I’ll just write what I feel now.And I was chatting with you on that night when it happen...I guess you could see how I was speechless about it, because in fact I felt shocking that it happened with you too. I mean we were just having a normal day, right? and then...it happened.
Your words make me think about how we’ve traveled this far yet we’re still hurting each other like animals (and maybe it’s the fact that we are animal?

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We have religions, belief, faith and love but still these aren’t helping any for humankind because we also have hate, anger, and despair too. And people always say something about balance between black and white but right now, I think the black is going to take over everything.
And I don’t understand it either, the way of the world.
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Greedy, that’s it, I think we have it in ourselves. But some of us are too greedy. My friends’ mom got killed by some of that people too. Until now, we don’t know yet who did it but the police think that it must be someone that involve in her business because there’d some people that gonna get big profit from her death ( My guess that it must be some of her partners. ) To think that someone who did that could still get away, walking around, sending a creepy shiver down to my spine. Everytime I saw this friend, I always think about what happened. I don’t know how she managed to get through this all and could smiling these days. But I guess that life goes on...everyone must get by.
Yes, it's going crazy now...
There’re other kind of violence, sin and sadness that happened, happening, and will happen. Sometime, I thought about it and found myself sick of these shit too. Such as, one of close friend suicide herself and now we still don’t know why she did that, one of my close friend got rape by her own father and she too afraid to tell anyone ( even her mom ) so he still got away with it, my cousin raped a girl and still tell me about it easily (

that ass.), or the other day ( in the news ), the senior year girl died because she accidentally got into the gangs' fight ( so did the 10 year olds boy and the 45 years old woman the other days. ) See? It’s too much and it lives right under our noses...
I could blame the society, I could blame the government, well, I could even blame the education if I want to but the fact is it’s going crazy around here. (The news about murders and rapes could be seen in every day’s newspaper. Can you believe that?)
It happened too easily. Too often. That now it seems like simple way of life...but it's wrong...we shouldn't get use to it like this.
But, then to think about it, we have to live right? Maybe for some thing better. Some thing brighter and someone that good in our lives. Maybe we could be the good part of the world. Then maybe these are the reasons to live. And I'm not sure that it's enough but I guess we have to try...
I don’t know...maybe it could be good one day, the world. If we try hard enough. ( or die and rebirth in next lifetime.

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Well, I think I got carried away. Don’t mind me. It just something that stuck inside my mind for too long.
Hehe, in fact this so out of topic and I don't even have an answer for it. Forgive me.
I’m starting to thinking about what Jonis Joplin said once again, “I don't understand why half the world is still crying, when the other half of the world is still crying too.”
You know where to find me if you wanna talk about it.
*Rez* ( A.K.A Fuzz in serious mode )
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Oir la noche inmensa, mas inmensa sin ella.Y el verso cae al alma como al pasto el rocio...Tonight I can write the saddest lines
The saddest lines about her. ~ Puedo Escribir / Sixpence None The Richer