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February 2008 |
Monday, June 29, 2009, 17:16
Love Song.
Balonku ada lima He cannot sing But he sang for me Admit it, badly Hey, I love it! Monday, June 8, 2009, 22:46
Now
i have nothingin my mind i don't care about the school any more euro trip is coming and i have no willing to pack i have this wild personality that i don't want to care only for now Thursday, June 4, 2009, 13:51
Enough
have you everfelt so disappointed? having something below your expectation? i have. Now. i need nobody to tell me it is enough, that i am smart enough please, enough! Thursday, May 28, 2009, 20:38
When Enough Is Now
i left when the phone rings i know it is you call me a coward but i am running away i can not be in a fight before i have a rest we must break this routine or i break us Wednesday, May 27, 2009, 19:31
Balance
i have told you, right? i need balance i do not expect peace i need to keep everything real i beg please stop! 18:28
A Dream
i havenothing to write not glad nor sad i just tired i need maybe aa time to hibernate or getaway private island with white sand beach umbrella drink while sitting by the beach i have a dream which always be a dream Tuesday, May 26, 2009, 20:29
shut up!
i don't wish for a pressurenor a push i do not want your words Monday, May 25, 2009, 19:05
May I Ask A Time of Yours?
people!attention! please listen to me! stop ask! it is not that i don't want to be heard but i just don't want a scene i am not right that is why i choose to left i may have a future and in second i can lose it i am not holding tight to anything anyone i try to be independent i want a help but now is the most wrong time i have this puzzle that i can not resolve it is not that i am stupid somehow i choose to let it be Labels: Life Sunday, May 24, 2009, 12:59
do you care?
breathing is a gift from God.happiness is a gift we choose. trouble is a gift we can not resist. death is a gift we can not predict. now i want to try : refuse the gift from God. choose no gift. resist an event. predict the end. i am powerless Saturday, May 23, 2009, 20:15
Crap
friends were complainingfriends is writing i am me i am an locked black box i don't choose to be this but i'm not saying i don't want to be one it is a secret some people know and they don't really care do i care? it's not about friendship neither about relationship it's just a truth of a real person i maybe not be dangerous but i will because i was and i can't predict it i am not talking a bout a game nor a lie a truth i have been keeping i have not resolved i don't say i enjoy it but i must i breathe, eat, sleep i live with it you may thing i am a joke just a drama queen my life yes is a drama and i am the main actress i am not getting paid i get no advantage but i'm not saying that i am the victim and i am not the controller this is a roller coaster but you will not puke dizzy will not come to you it does not even amazed you this is not an entertainment never a story maybe a history but sure it is a life been fighting so i don't have to take medicine so the world don't have to find out that i am an ill i need to be alienated maybe i don't want to but i have made some victims eight are down how many more? one is dying trying so hard to stay i am not pushing away and i don't want to but somehow i am sure i will hurt more i don't want to continue do i need to self-destruct (again)? will people mourn then? will they be lost? will someone cry? i will not bet will there be an ending of this writing? i am not sure i can write more and more without thinking completely the same with my life i can't find an ending maybe i am not searching because there's no point in it Labels: Life |