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~T I R E D~

i'm very tired..
i'm very stressed..
i'm very troubled..
i've not enuff rest..

i need time..
cox it's running out..
i need a shoulder..
cox my tear is flowing out..

my head is spinning..
i can't stop thinking..
i'm not focusing..
cox i'm day dreaming..

tired of thinking of others..
tired of caring for others..
tired of asking so much..
tired of concerning too much..
tired of always giving in..
tired of taken for granted with..

basically.. i'm jux tired.. realli tired.. sometimes jux think that i'm so stupid.. think i'm going crazy.. can even forget i've got a presentaation today.. when tat's the main purpose i went to sch..my mind's not working correctly.. gotta see a doc.. Mmm.. insanity.. laughter is the best medicine.. think it's sold out at the moment..~

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Me: sumtimes u juz sit dere n wonder... y cant u juz let evrytin out... y cant u scold n nag n vent ur frustrations n wadeva... u noe u want to... bud juz cant rite... u juz cant do it... e smile comes on automatically... hahax... it dosen feel good sometimes... bud thats sumtin we have n the others dun realli... :D so cherish.

E: yeah.. perhaps.. tat's the part.. smile.. it's good n bad..who understands..? it's the smile tat pple could see onli..
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hahaha... im alright. i jus wanted to announce to the whole wide world that thought... see how my breed is feeling different from others. you may envy our ability to smile and be happie all d time... bud in actual fact we aren't happie all d time... we LOOK happie all d time. yeps... its just a mere exclamation hahaha... mere. HeE.....

i'm beginning to realise how optimistic i am... as in totally. completely way too optimistic for my own good. im seeing things in an entirely different light from others' perspectives. am i doin myself more harm den good? yes being optimistic is alot better than being pessimistic. being optimistic means having the smile on ur face ALL D TIME. being optimistic means lookin cheerful and no worries. Being optimistic means being lonely and mystic. it means not having somebody to realise ur feeling down. it means hiding your real self behind e mask u have been wearing for so long not on your accord. it means losing control of ur ability to display sad... sorrow... unhappiness.onLy JOY. it means the spending of nights alone when you needed someone to be there like you have been for them. Being optimistic means being the happy fruit(direct trans pls... :p) for everybody. being optimistic means feelin joyyee most of d time and deemed NOT serious.

yes i am serious now. it realli is ..... that those who bring joy and laughter to others are often the ones being neglected. have u ever realised that when somebody is the class clown or joker in ur groups he makes people laugh... but there isn't anybody to make him laugh like u did. that when somebody is alwaes there with the smile to brighten up your day... he is facing all your frowning faces that is dappening his day. have you ever realised that when SOMETIMES you start calling these people who make you laugh NOT serious is because u yourself isn't feelin good like he is and u just plainly ignored the fact that he is feeling good and cannot help it. you don't understand them... u know how reflex it is to smile for us? sometimes you just want to not smile and plainly swear at anybody's face. but no... the :) comes out straight away. see how even a ":)" can change your mood?

kelujayermiawen came outta his house to admire his brand new truck. as he was walking down he could hear loud heavy bangs coming from the garage. to his amaze his son, SkelujayerOmiawenN was busy hammering dents to his truck. when efforts to stop him by shouting was deemed futile, he rushed over grabbed the hammer and aimed at his son's hands knocking "Don't stop right! don't stop right!" his son's hands were beaten into a pulp and rushed to hospital when kelujayermiawen calmed down. despite desperate attempts to save them, SkelujayerOmiawenN's fingers had to be amputated. When SkelujayerOmiawenN woke up and saw his bandaged hands, he innocently said "dAd i'm sory bout your truck."

then he asked, " But when are my fingers going to grow back?"
kelujayermiawen went home and commited suicide.


see how people do things rashly and without thinking. i mean it could be little things like a comment or jibe innocently made... or a huge mistake like a slap to your very and most loved ones. sometimes ... saying and truly feeling sorry would not be enough by then.
We all make mistakes... we ARE allowed to make mistakes. yes ur rash actions is a mistake by you. but alwaes remember we need to account for our mistakes. Pause and Ponder. Always. You have the right to be angry... dats it. Period. you've got no other rights! no right to be cruel... no right to condemn others... no right to even judge others... and no right to HURT.

hollowness felt so deeply you could literally hear your heart waning. and the dumbest of ideas to shut yourself up. no sound could be heard other than your own. no love could be felt. no path to be seen. until now you say u felt the same. until now u say something could have been done. does it matter i ask you. will it change anything anything i ask you. can i have you back..........iaskyou.



i came in when you were having your third shot... i saw your meteoric rise to the dazzling heights you are now. but only now do you lower your head to have that glimpse of me i've been waiting for too long. at least i know now i have a place in there.

yes i MISS you!! don't givmmi anything now.. not now when i've overcome whatever shit you have made me gone through. not now that you want me to go through everything all over again.. first shot everybody could see what you're capable of. second shot you cemented that belief. third shot you brought me into you and matured gorgeously. you grew up. fourth shot you were tired. fifth shot you couldn't take it anymore. sixth shot you gave your very last gasp. seventh shot you did not even bother waving to mi and left. eighth shot you came back with entirely new found meaning and hope. have you ever wondered where i was. im still back at your first cry. i want you back. not the one now. she's somebody else's. i am not expecting anything. all i have are memories. just go... yes i am cruel. but to myself or you iaskyou for the last time.

haa... :)

i don't wanna lose you, i don't wanna use you
just to have somebody by my side.
And i don't wanna hate you, i don't wanna take you
But i don't wanna be the one to cry.
That don't really matter, to anyone anymore
But like a fool i keep losing my place, And i keep saying you walk through that door.

But there's a danger in loving somebody too much
And it's sad when you know it's your heart they can't trust
There's a reason why people don't stay where they are
Baby sometimes Love just ain't enough.

Now i could never change you, i don't wanna blame you
Baby you don't have to take the fall
Yes i may have hurt you, But i did not desert you
Maybe i just want to have it all
It makes a sound like thunder, It makes me feel like rain
And like a fool who will never see the truth
I keep thinking something's gonna change

And there's no way home, when it's late at night and you're all alone
Are there things that you wanted to say
Do you feel me beside you in your bed
There beside you where i used to lay

And there's a danger in loving somebody too much
And it's sad when you know its your heart they can't touch
There's a reason why people don't stay who they are
Cause baby sometimes Love just ain't enough

Baby sometimes love just ain't enough.

yePs... tis blog was reviVed by mi... haa

went singin ydae n missed e FA final. dosen matter...
onli ydae haf i realised how mch i missed you. how u haf left such an amazing impact on me. and how long of your life i haf walked with you and you haf mine.

the very realisation of the totaL blank when ur removed from e past few years of my life.
no... i don't want to know.