There are times when ignorance can be a bliss. Some things are better left unsaid. Some things are better left unknown. Maybe there will be less disappointments. Maybe there will be less pain. Maybe there will be less tears.
A broken dream is unthinkable. It is cruel. It is like snatching a toy from an infant. It is like snatching away a hope.
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I used to think like that. Then I realised that if I were to die, I dun wanna die without knowing what (who and when did whatever it is) hit me...
Maybe I am just a weirdo...
whiskoffee: Don't worry I'm fine. I'm writing this post pertaining to just one incident.
i rather know the cruel truth...
perhaps I'm sadistic..
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