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The difference between you and me is getting so far, I am running out of energy to patch it back.

I wonder if you feel that way too.

It's alright. I can deal with it. It's just two years anyway.


"Don't force yourself into a new life just because you are scared to face the old one"
-SvW

Xoxo

P.s it's great to be blogging anonymously again.
You don't even know me

Bubble.

Hello my fellow non-existent readers , this is me , blogging again .

Hah. What a joke when I promised myself that I would blog often.

Promises WERE meant to be broken. I just didn't do the pinky promise

Recently I've been given this thought , a lot of thought. Not sure if you would be able to comprehend. I keep feeling like what Dan Humphrey feels , to be a outsider and to be able to be included into the circle is near to impossible. It is like a birthright , a birthright that I didn't have and the more I try to get in touch with this circle , the harder I stumble.

The bubbles in my life are immense , bubbles that only let you in when your presence is needed , bubbles that will readily want you when you approach them. However , it is such bubbles that leave me the saddest and most dejected.


The difference is there , when the bubble is formed , no matter how much "on-the-surface" effort is made , YOU'LL NEVER BE INCLUDED IN THE BUBBLE. The energy is so warm and yet repelling , like poison ivy.

It's looks pretty but no one dares to touch it because we've all learnt,
NEVER TO GO TOO CLOSE

No matter how much you want in , a bubble is a bubble.
PERIOD.


So now you see why I'm tired of it ? I really HAD wanted to leave my bubbles behind and embraced life again .

The irony of circumstances.

I had a choice.
But it's fine I guess.

Or not.

Maybe I'll be in my own bubble, so no one can come in.


Tired and confused ,
And never good enough
Xoxo

Nepal awaits.