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I'll go where the wind blows me to.

Monday, November 23, 2009, 9:23 PM

You reach the point in your life when they tell you it's time you decide what you want to do for the rest of your life.

I don't want a decision to define my life. What if you don't know what you want?

What if your dreams.. weren't really what you love?

I'll go where the wind blows me to.

What about you? What do you want to do?

At one point in life. we all need someone.

a lover. a bff. a soulmate. a playmate.

we gain, to lose.

but then again, when we gain back what we've lost.

we'll lose what we've gained.

how cynical is that?

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Time is so short,
and I'm sure there must be something more.

you say: "It is better to cross the line and suffer with the consequences than to just stare at the line for the rest of your life."
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