date: Thursday, November 13, 2008
title: its 4am.
Its 4am right now, never seemed to bother me, the time, neither frets nor frowns. I read your post, you said, "God ran out of bottles for your tears," well heres what i'll say, God and I will help you with your fears. just one favor, oh, just one, promise me you'll notice the sun. the sun, so bright, high in the sky, but often covered by clouds, passing by, but look closer, it still is there, just like all your current affairs. so what im trying to put to you here is, in whatever you feel, always look closer, cause your happiness it right there, behind the clouds, so if it helps, indeed you should, scream loud, out loud.
dont fret, please dont fret, it pains all to see that you're upset ):
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