omgosh l0000000000l.
Guitar Hero: On Tour for NDS.
Am I supposed to be elated now?
Oh.. and, I feel like watching Leap Years again.
Local talents ain't that bad, t movie did break through my expectations.
N'ways, reminisce..
Sunday, March 30
Friday, March 28
mia-ed
The weather has been is such a killer.
Oh sh-, I'm supposed to bathe so that I'm in time to catch Nigella Express at 8.30 but oh, look at t time. Then I'm going to continue my tv routine from 9-10 at channel 8.
I've become such a TV junkie, chunking on with cookies. :l
AND ARE YOU SURE THAT'S 2.4KM COS IT'S EVER SO LONG,
like you know you're running but you don't know when you're going to stop running cos you'd feel like you're running as you're supposed to.
Hmm, maybe it's just me.
Edit:
Happy 2 years anniversary, with love.
Oh, look at them (:
Saturday, March 8
Wednesday, March 5
Paperbag.
I don't know.
I'm just shedding out my filthy, aged skin to erase all my blunders.
But will it do any help?
In t end, I don't even know who I really am.
Saturday, March 1
But does anything matter
Early Sunsets Over Monroeville
Late dawns and early sunsets, just like my favorite scenes
Then holding hands and life was perfect, just like up on the screen
And the whole time while always giving
Counting your face among the living
Up and down escalators, pennies and colder fountains
Elevators and half price sales, trapped in by all these mountains
Running away and hiding with you
I never thought they'd get me here
Not knowing you'd change from just one bite
I fought them all off just to hold you close and tight
But does anyone notice?
But does anyone care?
And if I had the guts to put this to your head...
But would anything matter if you're already dead?
And well should I be shocked now by the last thing you said?
Before I pull this trigger,
Your eyes vacant and stained...
But does anyone notice?
But does anyone care?
And if I had the guts to put this to your head...
And would anything matter if you're already dead?
And now should I be shocked by the last thing you said?
Before I pull this trigger,
Your eyes vacant and stained...
And in saying you loved me,
Made things harder at best,
And these words changing nothing
As your body remains,
And there's no room in this hell,
There's no room in the next,
And our memories defeat us,
And I'll end this direst.
But does anyone notice?
But does anyone care?
And if I had the guts to put this to your head...
But does anything matter if you're already dead?
And should I be shocked now by the last thing you said?
Before I pull this trigger,
Your eyes vacant and stained...
And in saying you loved me,
Made things harder at best,
And these words changing nothing
As your body remains,
And there's no room in this hell,
There's no room in the next,
But does anyone notice there's a corpse in this bed?
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I don't understand yet, I really don't.
Charlatans? What can I do? Sigh.
Give me a paper bag anyw.
I bought microwave popcorns, gonna try em later.
Weekends pass by like vrrroooooom.
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