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Sunday, August 31

Reminiscing...

I've never actually fitted in any groups before. Just a place to hang on to. Well, I'm not a part of the majority and I am more of an observer. I've seen more than meets the eye and I've been twice scared by a chicken. That was random but I just couldn't finish that sentence with a better way.

A threesome is a hard group unless if there's always constant communication between each other. It hurts when you are the one they tend to forget. I know the people reading this thinks that I am lack of attention but no, I am just not connected to them. They treat me differently, like there's an invisible ranking between us. Maybe that's why I'm rather quiet lately. They are not my best friends. I'm just a hanger on or a third wheel, I guess. I guess it's kinda pathetic having to just post this.

Ah... It was great letting it all out. I really miss my old, noisy self.

Quote of the Day:

It was on my fifth birthday that Papa put his hand on my shoulder and said, 'Remember, my son, if you ever need a helping hand, you'll find one at the end of your arm.'
Sam Levenson(1911 - 1980)