Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading
So sick and tired of all the needless beating
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Vijen,250595,Singlevj_murderer@hotmail.com - Facebook,MSN,Friendster,Tagged I 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. What exactly made it worth it? What’s so horrible about being dead forever, and not feeling anything, and not even dreaming? What’s so great about feeling and dreaming? Tagboard
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Saturday, May 22, 2010
Back bitches k I know I didnt blog for a long time, wait a very long time. Hahaha. The reason was becos I forgot my password then I realized it was the same as my Facebook password. FML. Going to school later. Then on Sunday Morning at 4.00am, off to the airport. Going to CAMBODIA. Great. 5 days 4nights. Ugh wont be celebrating my Birthday here in Singapore. 3 more days. Texted baby but she didin't reply. Sad. Went out to buy some stuffs for the camp. My partner is Ashraf. Fck. Nvm, will be disturbing him when he's asleep. Alright gotta go, miss me guys!! Haha. Labels: Baby fix me. |
But baby, where they knock you down and out
Is where you oughta stay |