Wednesday, November 18, 2009
its possible to make a difference
"being realistic is the most commonly travel road to mediocrity. "
"don't ever let somebody tell you, you can't do something. you got a dream, you gotta protect it. people can't do something themselves, they want to tell you you can't do it. you want something, go get it, period. "
Monday, November 16, 2009
you are twisted, just like me.
i realize it doesn't affect me that much anymore. no more whimpering. maybe i have grown strong. perhaps i am selfish now. or it could simply be i don't care anymore. no longer wish to be caught in this childish brawl, i am so far away now, you guys have lost me. all these ludicrous exchange of words. i shouldn't be judging you but theres this urge, i guess you know. you display it so well, almost flawlessly.
you teach me to love then show me the hate. i complete now, ain't i?
i still love myself though. i not trashy. i just have a bit too much of you.
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should be working on mp. damn..
you teach me to love then show me the hate. i complete now, ain't i?
i still love myself though. i not trashy. i just have a bit too much of you.
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should be working on mp. damn..
Saturday, November 14, 2009
i am living behind this wall
the shattering sound of porcelain against the wall. the cracks on the wall that nobody bothers about. please let it stay this way. i plead for you to not stop, to not fill up the cracks. this way, i know you are alive and maybe, i hope, eventually, you will find me, through the cracks, waiting.
if you could just love ... ... again
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"Most people are as happy as they make up their mind to be" - Abraham Lincoln
if you could just love ... ... again
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"Most people are as happy as they make up their mind to be" - Abraham Lincoln
Thursday, November 12, 2009
when the wrong is right.
look at you, broken into a million pieces.
indefinite, impossible to contain,
like the myriad stars of a cloudless night,
each pieces of you, so stunning, so alluring.
just the way you have to be,
the perfect blemish.
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"All animals except man know that the principle business of life is to enjoy it" - Samuel Butler
False Evidence Appearing Real
indefinite, impossible to contain,
like the myriad stars of a cloudless night,
each pieces of you, so stunning, so alluring.
just the way you have to be,
the perfect blemish.
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"All animals except man know that the principle business of life is to enjoy it" - Samuel Butler
False Evidence Appearing Real
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
^^, :D =)
"london bridge is falling down, falling down, falling down. london bridge is falling down..."
2 people called me by my secondary school nickname, sth that i have a great collection of but not very proud of =X still, those are wonderful memories (: indication that its time to contact my secondary friends!!
2 people called me by my secondary school nickname, sth that i have a great collection of but not very proud of =X still, those are wonderful memories (: indication that its time to contact my secondary friends!!
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Sunday, November 8, 2009
nutrients in a pill. education in an institute.
"I've been making a list of the things they don't teach you at school. They don't teach you how to love somebody. They don't teach you how to be famous. They don't teach you how to be rich or how to be poor. They don't teach you how to walk away from someone you don't love any longer. They don't teach you how to know what's going on in someone else's mind. They don't teach you what to say to someone who's dying. They don't teach you anything worth knowing." - Neil Gaiman
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how pathetic. but school is still fun =D
i use to be this puny but now, see how much ive grown, notice how ive changed. to u, i no longer comprehensible. must be hard on u to not be able to read me like a book anymore. too bad for u cause now i learn not to speak. u never listen anyway, not till its too late.
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how pathetic. but school is still fun =D
i use to be this puny but now, see how much ive grown, notice how ive changed. to u, i no longer comprehensible. must be hard on u to not be able to read me like a book anymore. too bad for u cause now i learn not to speak. u never listen anyway, not till its too late.
Thursday, November 5, 2009
cause its hate. cause its love.
the blue monster escaped its steel cage in the closet to create confusion. confused by the slightest glimpse to the other truth, confused by the fact they see but could not grasp. but is there really a definite truth? isn't the so-called truth only what we perceive, what we believe, what we hold on to? the truth that i live by, the drop of fragility, the reason for inbalance. you fail to see through any of it. of course, i am not suprise. we have our own burden put high above, so high its beyond the reach of others. not that it doesn't matter but once again, i have held this blue monster captive. for the moment.
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