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Monday, October 15, 2007

shithead. you're so bastard. i really DISLIKE you sometimes. hate, i really don't like you. sometimes. roaaaaarrrrr! that's a small dinosaur with a huge vocals.

there's no song for me
no song like me.
confused,
but that's the reason why
when you're young you fall in love.
and all i need is you.

all i want is this beautiful picture that i've painted to come alive. to uncomplicate things just isn't part of my life now. it sucks, but what can i do? run away from people i love? slit my wrist like how little naive children do? kill myself and get myself convicted of murder? no, no, no. i can't. even when the thunderstorm is 24/7...