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observation de vous;
observation de moi
on isolé tiennent le premier rôle
vous ne savez pas qui vous êtes
j'ai vous ai toujours aimé
mais vous avez pris mon amour pour accordé
parole au revoir
the 4 hearts
Monday, July 16, 2007
to read their comments when i was down was such a cheer for me. (: thanks genting four. mua.to finally share the box i've been keeping bottled within me, was a relieve. it felt sweet. no longer bitter. the boxes only contain the good times. and the bad times, they're washed away with time. i no longer have anymore anger or resentment towards you. i no longer need anymore answers from you. maybe i'll catch up with you sometime soon. when either one of us finally gets the guts to make the first move. but until then, be happy, be safe. (:anyways, i still can't get over what was written. the words really pierce through because for the first time i actually read words which describes me as a person, so accurately. no, i will not write them down here. for i fear the immensity of what other people would feel towards those few words. they are truly amazing.okay. I AM HONESTLY SICK OF PEOPLE MESSING WITH ME. so to all out there. please don't bully me anymore. don't mess with my feelings. don't do shit which you are not clear about. don't assume about my situation when you have absolutely no idea what it is. don't even come into my situation if you want to leave it. if not no matter what i'll screw you badly before i fuck you out of it. so let me repeat. DO NOT BULLY ME. or i swear i'll bite the fuck out of you and kick you where it hurts. ask them if you don't believe me. actually i just wanted yu to be around. that was it. but if it is so difficult for yu to be around and express yurself with me, then please leave. i am just missing the guy who wanted me around, who bothered to care about me, who always held my hand wherever i went so i wouldn't be lost. the one who'd stay with me when i was too tired to move. the one who would bite me just to get my attention. the one who'd give me a goodnight kiss every single night and buy me calamari rings no matter how broke he is. the only one who knew how to ever make a heartfelt smile come by. yea. but the guy is missing. so if anyone spots him, please remind him to call me. or please call me to inform me. i'll trade my entire life of happiness for your entire life of sadness. just bring him back okay. when yu pause, when yu give silence; i get more confused than i already am. when yu smile, when yu give noise; i feel so misunderstood. when yu anger, when yu tear; i feel so defeated. i think i could have been rewarded by just bothering and making the effort to try. a torment. the more yu try to bring me down, the more i'll make sure i'll still be standing at the end. this isn't the rebellious streak anymore. it's me, stripped out front, fighting yu for something that i know could be heartfelt. i'm plain and present for yu to see. it's so clear, it couldn't be clearer. if yu don't see me, if yu can't; i'm sorry i haven't fought hard enough.
- everything's just temporary;
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