Saturday, March 8, 2008

Don’t feels good.

Sometimes i felt perhaps a friend would treat me better than the loved ones do. Saying that i’m flu. You just could use a few words to settle everything and still by using it everytime i’m in a bad situation. It doesn’t shows more tender enough. On the other hands, a friend would use a better word and is just a single word could made me up with smiles. Sometimes, i couldn’t stop compare it to others. And so i didn’t wanted to compare. Sometimes i don’t feels i have enough care from you. Everytime i thought of you about the sucky things. I couldn’t calm myself down from starting my tears roll down. I don’t think i’ll understand what i’m crying for. I did it for no reason. I hope there’s a reason besides just doing it blankly. I don’t really feels good at times, really. ):

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Saturday, December 8, 2007

EVERY PIECE OF ME.

I’m Mrs. You want a piece of me.
I’m Mrs. Bizarre lifestyle.
I’m Mrs. Lifestyle rich and famous.
I’m Mrs. You don’t know me.
I’m Mrs. That you dont wanna know yet care about me.
I’m Mrs. The perfectless.
I’m Mrs. EVERYTHING worst.

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Sunday, October 14, 2007

Stupidity.

They said i’m stupid. Hell yeah, i’m freaking eeking dumb like no one that i confess now. I’m a kid have no own opinion. I got these hell ability since i’m born. What can i expect? better life? Or there’ll be no more worsting people on earth. Uh jesus, the forgotten daughter on earth. Who the affing cares that i’m daft to manage relations on lifes. I’m born to have these s-hole behaviour. You may feels and say it, but who the hell will sick of and help to mend it. Stray worries aside. No matter how, i’ll change my affing attitude in lifes. There’s no way you backstab behind of me although i’m clueless whose the gross dude did. I have my own. Shut the craps shit out of me. I’ll be care of it. :D
*Crawling off now*

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Sunday, July 29, 2007

Inside

 Bottled up inside

Are the words i never said,

The feelings that i hide,

The lines you never read.

With memories that linger–

Won’t seem to go away.

Why can’t i be happier?

Today’s a brand-new day.

Yesterday are over,

Even though the hurting’s not.

Nothing lasts forever,

I must cherish what i’ve got.

The hurt I’m feeling now

Won’t disappear overnight,

But someway, somehow,

Everything will turn out all right,

No more wishing for the past.

It wasn’t meant to be.

It didn’t seem to last,

So i have to set things free.

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