...that bind the tiniest moment of life is LOVE and LUST.
Whatever Left of /False Hero
Friday, January 7, 2011
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
It's been a week...
Are you listening...?
What I hoped for was... was for this not to happen.
Is it too late to say sorry?
What I hoped for was... was for this not to happen.
Is it too late to say sorry?
Thursday, July 29, 2010
This is me, whatever left of it...
You know, birthday is something special. Just now, I was eating with my girlfriend at Danga Bay.. then a family came and they celebrated a kid's birthday near the place we sit (and there's the fact that they gave us 2 slices of cake for us). I forgot how is it like... to sit around a cake and appreciate the life you had so far with people- who appreciate it as well. It's wonderful- it's beautiful. Because in life, you wanna be acknowledge and appreciated. And to be honest... The 3 word I love more than 'I love you' is 'I miss you'. It's a wonderful feeling to know that you are missed, to know people actually adore you being with them.
Me, I've had my share in life... sure... As Marvin said in 'The Hitchhikers' Guide to The Galaxy' : "Life: loathe it or ignore it, you can't like it". *chuckles* But after everything that happened this past 2 month... this is the new born me.
Whatever left of me after what I left behind and what I've gain for the past 2 month. All these mistakes... I swear I'm gonna fix it. So, this is me. Not new; never new. This is just me, that have lost everything; so now I am to appreciate the nothingness that is left for me.
Me, I've had my share in life... sure... As Marvin said in 'The Hitchhikers' Guide to The Galaxy' : "Life: loathe it or ignore it, you can't like it". *chuckles* But after everything that happened this past 2 month... this is the new born me.
Whatever left of me after what I left behind and what I've gain for the past 2 month. All these mistakes... I swear I'm gonna fix it. So, this is me. Not new; never new. This is just me, that have lost everything; so now I am to appreciate the nothingness that is left for me.
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