Wednesday, January 07, 2009
with sinceres and curses i've become a humanbeen with real feelings. away with some of my close friends because i could not feel them as i have my own thoughts with strong but different principles. for a second we feel the same, but as a strong feeler like me, i have strong fear towards anything just as special as few of dem. as time goes by, i do not know how they are doing, how well or how worse. for a momment i have this kind of feeling, i wanted to end everything. including lives. somehow, i receive courage from different people. warm of cold. i receive 'them' all. i do not believe. =/ yet i have that bit of warm heartbeats that i could hold on with my breath.
please, write more about your stories, my friends. i would check once a blue moon if i could. =) or maybe i'll hear it, see it or realize it somewhere. continue your journey with your own way of love. curses and depression about helpless stuffs screwed up.. i am so fearful of that HATRED. my hands shakes and i could stand straight when i wonder. somebody out there think it's cool and i can see little bit of changes inside their blood. cold. drink some Starbucks to warm it back. =p
i believe that everyone is unique. please believe me, when you do not belongs to that attitude, change your path and try the better one for first move. =) or, just sing it loud as you're watching your favourite youtube music videos. hehe. stay healthy! =D
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Rise Against - Swing Life Away
Am I loud and clear, or am I breaking up? Am I still your charm, or am I just bad luck? Are we getting closer, or are we just getting more lost?
I'll show you mine if you show me yours first Let's compare scars, I'll tell you whose is worse Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words
We live on front porches and swing life away, We get by just fine here on minimum wage If love is a labor I'll slave till the end, I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand
I've been here so long, I think that it's time to move The winter's so cold, summer's over too soon Let's pack our bags and settle down where palm trees grow
I've got some friends, some that I hardly know But we've had some times, I wouldn't trade for the world We chase these days down with talks of the places that we will go
We live on front porches and swing life away, We get by just fine here on minimum wage If love is a labor I'll slave till the end, I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand....until you hold my hand
I'll show you mine if you show me yours first Let's compare scars, I'll tell you whose is worse Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words
We live on front porches and swing life away, We get by just fine here on minimum wage If love is a labor I'll slave till the end, I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand
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