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21.9.08 ♥.
seriously, EMO IS COOL(: this is like the 56874152105th time im repeating it, but i still have to emphasize this.EMOMOMO ISH COOLIOSXZ! i know this sounds stupid and ridiculous, but when you're feeling down and out, its the best time you can get to write out your emotions openly and writing emo-ish helps improve your command of english! happens to me all the time, which proves the point again that EMO IS COOL(:

wooots~! i think i live in another world, not earth.i just got to know that teachers from a particular secondary school have blogs and upon reading em, i think that kcp teachers should learn from them and let this be the
in thing luh.walaoooos, *********secondary teachers are KEWLIES!!!! and some of their posts are far more interesting than students'.


Honey,
cos everytime i see your name,
i feel a twist inside of me;
my heart pauses two beats.
it may be a twist of jealousy,
but not of hate.
it is a twist that is reminiscent
of the past we've had.
i want you to know
i miss it badly.
i want you to know
i still care.
i want to know if
this is all we'll ever be.
i want to know if this
is something we still share...

To listen and see,
what catches my attention
Seeking what little treasures,
that come my way
And perhaps, biding my time,
so that i can fly.

i seem to have my vision blurred,
i cant see clearly now.
trust;
this is the word.

uber shitness.


you dont know how much i need you, cos you dont care.and its cos there's no more love, thats why you dont care.i know ive got to trust you, but what you're showing me now is the opposite of what you used to tell me.gavin ah, can you be like last time? cos im losing my sense of direction already.

We could have been infinite. @ 10:47 AM



QUEEN.

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"Call to me and I will answer you and tell you great and unsearchable things you do not know." - Jeremiah 3:3


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