justrun-.

life is like a train. a train that just keeps on going, and going, and going... you really don't know who's up front, steering. or where you're headed. you can only guess, and try to prepare yourself for what's to come when you get off.

you meet people in the carriage you're in. spend time together with them, getting to know them.. thinking they'll be there forever. with you till the very end. you go through thick and thin with them, learn to trust them. and sooner or later you feel like you can't live without them.

but the truth is you never know when they'll leave. or when you'll leave, for that matter. to get onto a different train, headed for a different place.

so what do you do when you get left behind? standing on a platform, trains whizzing by you in opposite directions. time stands still for you, even if everyone else is moving. people you thought you could fall back on, sights and sounds you thought you were so accustomed to- all gone.

that's part of life too, i guess. thrown into darkness, left to crawl your way out.

it's dec alrd. kinda freaky... less than a month to school. then ohcrap it's a levels. haha not so much a levels but the hell that you have to walk through to get there...

ahhh. scary. so scary.

i feel like some mega weakling. the time my body takes to recover has lengthened by so much that it is getting worrying and frustrating. eegad.

[pat]* decided to runaway-.

put on her shoes at [21:30]

and took [20071203] strides

it's the passion that drives you