~//~mAh WoRlD oF lUrVe~\\~

noreply@blogger.com (i was here) — Fri, 21 Dec 2007 18:17:00 +0000

Permanent Blog Closure.

Thanks for reading my blog.

~Cheers

noreply@blogger.com (i was here) — Fri, 21 Dec 2007 04:38:00 +0000

imyou.

Kiss me, out of the bearded barley
Lightly, beside the green, green grass
Swing, swing, swing the spinning step
You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress

Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band and make the fireflies
Dance silver moon’s sparkling, so kiss me

Kiss me down by the broken tree house
Swing me upon its hanging tire
Bring, bring, bring your flowered hat
We’ll take the trail marked on your father’s map

sokissme.

noreply@blogger.com (i was here) — Wed, 19 Dec 2007 15:14:00 +0000

And how long has it been, since someone you let in, has given what I gave to you.

noreply@blogger.com (i was here) — Tue, 18 Dec 2007 17:35:00 +0000

been a while since i've last posted here.

your skin
is bright
like shit

=\
YOU KNOW I DON'T LIKE HOTPINK =((

Meano
idiot hmph!

Drag loh, drag the box loh! bleah

darney is a dinosaur
who really is a pervert
and when he's tall he's what we call
a freaking freak of nature ~

HAH, now my post comes first =P

noreply@blogger.com (i was here) — Tue, 18 Dec 2007 17:32:00 +0000

DRAGGGG

DRAGGGG

DRAGGGG

DRAGGGG

DRAGGGG

DRAGGGG

DRAGGGG

DRAGGGG

DRAGGGG

DRAGGGG

noreply@blogger.com (i was here) — Tue, 18 Dec 2007 15:44:00 +0000

Nothing but irritating stain on the wall.

noreply@blogger.com (i was here) — Mon, 17 Dec 2007 11:32:00 +0000

Just want a little of your time.

noreply@blogger.com (i was here) — Sun, 16 Dec 2007 15:08:00 +0000

Doesn't take a lot to wear me down.

noreply@blogger.com (i was here) — Sun, 16 Dec 2007 03:27:00 +0000

The consistent waiting that was stamped as void.

noreply@blogger.com (i was here) — Fri, 14 Dec 2007 15:43:00 +0000

The pain. The excruciating pain.

noreply@blogger.com (i was here) — Thu, 13 Dec 2007 15:10:00 +0000

When post it loses it's adhesive.

noreply@blogger.com (i was here) — Tue, 11 Dec 2007 14:24:00 +0000

Upon looking at the agony, the scorpion turns away.

noreply@blogger.com (i was here) — Mon, 10 Dec 2007 14:40:00 +0000

This one's the for the lovers...

noreply@blogger.com (i was here) — Sun, 09 Dec 2007 16:49:00 +0000

Now if your ever wondering about the way I’m feeling.

noreply@blogger.com (i was here) — Sat, 08 Dec 2007 16:03:00 +0000

Nothing can mend it anymore.

noreply@blogger.com (i was here) — Fri, 07 Dec 2007 15:05:00 +0000

When life is a turmoil.

noreply@blogger.com (i was here) — Thu, 06 Dec 2007 14:45:00 +0000

We don't know which way to go.

noreply@blogger.com (i was here) — Mon, 03 Dec 2007 14:28:00 +0000

Work work work

Work work work

work work work

work... work... work...

work....... work......

work...................

zzz.....

noreply@blogger.com (i was here) — Sat, 01 Dec 2007 15:06:00 +0000

Chinese Woman : oei, uncle, give me 6packet of char siew rice. 4 chinese people eat one, 2 malay eat one.

Store owner : Huh? Malay cannot eat char siew, char siew is pork.

Chinese Woman : No la, Indian, both the same.

Store owner : Then how to seperate?

Chinese Woman : Chinese packet must put roast pork, malay eat one little bit can already 3 dollar one.
(Above conversation is said in hokkien)

~~~

To think i was racist.

-____-"

After listening to her, i feel pretty sad for the 2 indians/malays.

noreply@blogger.com (i was here) — Fri, 30 Nov 2007 16:12:00 +0000

Day by day.

I realise how much you mean to me.

For me to lose you.

It's impossible.

I don't wanna let go.

noreply@blogger.com (i was here) — Fri, 30 Nov 2007 16:05:00 +0000

I won't ask for forgiveness.

I'll ask for redemption.

One more chance.

To make things right.

noreply@blogger.com (i was here) — Fri, 30 Nov 2007 04:09:00 +0000

Guess it's back to the old me.

Someone pass me the lighter.

noreply@blogger.com (i was here) — Fri, 30 Nov 2007 04:07:00 +0000

As tears fall.

On the cheeks, of two people.

Because of 1 person's mistakes.

It's not fair anymore.

noreply@blogger.com (i was here) — Fri, 30 Nov 2007 04:06:00 +0000

The most difficult part wasn't the giving up.

It was the letting go.

How can i ever...

Let go...

noreply@blogger.com (i was here) — Thu, 29 Nov 2007 14:37:00 +0000

When the bad points start complimenting the good ones.

That's when you know.

Your obsessed. x)

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