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tingshan © <33
Thursday, May 05, 2005
3:33 am

feeling so fucked. and i don't know why. the last time i felt this way was a long time ago.

did something stupid. something i'm not ever supposed to do again. but i did. i just did. don't ask me why.

four lines.

my only escape.

but what the fuck right. it'll just leave scars. that's all.

feeling so moody. so fucked up.

don't even know why i'm feeling this way. what's the reason behind all my shite.

i don't know where this path will bring me to.

dinner at coffeeclub. chijmes with talitha darling. drinking. smoking. wanted to get drunk. and i don't know why.

came back with a fucking headache.

someone tell me why i do the things i do.

maybe that's all there is to it.

if only you'll just hold me, and tell me everything's gonna be alright.

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its 7am and we're driving along the ecp, watching the sun rise. sentosa was great, but watching the sun rise with you was wonderful.



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