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Friday, June 22, 2007

they're still ringing in my head

"Oh and if you're gonna drink and get drunk later on?
Tell me before hand, so that you I don't have to wake up 3 hours into my sleep and go all the way to town to fetch you home or save you from some random guy.
I CAN do it, but you know what, let's be considerate."


(Ouch)
it stings so bad my tears were falling as I was descending those escalators in the train station. your jacket felt increasingly heavy in my bag.

Just how do you manage to land me in this state all the time?

You make me want to waste myself away,
make me want to scream some truth in your face,
make me want to feel wanted,
make me wanna just break down and die in front of you.

And you know the biggest difference between us?

Let's put it this way.
If you have any means for me to know how you're doing, I will definitely check it.
You on the other hand, shun it so that you don't feel the sting.

10:42 am


Do you wannabe a superstar?