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Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading
So sick and tired of all the needless beating
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Jean, 29091988I felt that night, on the stage, incredibly close to everything in the universe, but also extremely alone. I wondered, for the first time in my life, if life was worth all the work it took to live. — Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close Exits
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Wednesday, June 13, 2007
Now. Speaking in the character of Ong Hui Peng. was just randomly reading through blogs. have just yet to realise after reading his blog. yes. one year has past. its realli scaring and amazingly how time realli flies. and yes. to rewind the clock. so much things had happened. Love.joys.heartaches.diappointments.disagreements.emptiness.fear.tears.laughters. Name it. I had it all. drifting real apart from lots and lots of people. had been realli been indulging in ma' own world. tell me what had i realli gained from all these. what wrongs had i done to people around me who cares and loves about me. and why am i always running away from things that i do not like and refuses off everything? people ive hurt and till now i know that they still care. why is everyone being so nice to me? but i just do not want to look back at all anymore, yet i miss the laughing me. its just that smthing lacking and changing of me. what is it. tell me wad is it. and yes. on the 9th, i could have been the happiest and feelin most loved lill girl. but where was I? laughs. (: i miss my own laughs. i miss my own happiness. i miss the old me. when nothing matters at all. yet, future is all i wan. or rather not wad i wan. Future is what i NEED to have. a MUST to have for the little ones back at home. Home. speaking of home. do they know what is Home? do they even understand of the meaning of the word Family? i do not wish to be the me now. i had changed. changed so horribly. doing things that i wld nv imagine. doing things that i wld regret in the future. tell me that its all a mistake to leave home back in Year 2004. mistakes.its all mistakes. horrible mistakes. horrible me. |
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But baby, where they knock you down and out
Is where you oughta stay |
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