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(Wednesday / 00:29)

how stubborn are the scars when they won't fade away
or just a gentle reminder that now are better days

July sucked.

I felt loserish again. Especially when it comes to relationships. Any kind. And I cried for a little while and then watched How I Met Your Mother ^^ Was cheery until I went to bed. I started crying again ahahah fuck I don't even know why! Just suddenly I had this overwhelming feeling to cry and there I was, unable to stop myself. My mind was empty but I kept crying. Turned to my caring 家庭 for distraction and listened to 彩虹 before drifting off.

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Today I met this woman. At first I couldn't really make out what she was saying to me and I politely rejected the obvious donation she wanted. I was there at a queue so there was nothing I could do but to listen to her when she stood there, talking still. Turns out she was telling me that she divorced her jailed husband because he do not give a shit about their daughter. She herself had went behind the bars before and she claims that she couldn't get a proper job because of it. She asked for a $10 donation in exchange of a keychain but I asked if I could give lesser and not get anything instead. I gave her $2 and she gave me a little greeting card. I told her to take good care of her daughter. She say she would. She also told me to not fuck around with my own life because she fucked hers up. She started smoking and taking drugs at 15, most probably because her mum (who remarried thrice) does not pay attention to her. I thought her life is an adventure actually, just that it was an unpleasant one.

I almost gave her a hug when she rubbed her eyes, but I didn't. I gave her a slight rub on her arm instead.

At the same while we were talking, nobody stopped to listen. I know that it wouldn't be very possible, but it kind of made me sad...
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