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SILVER
the last romance


3rd nov 1992
plmgss
3b2 07
4b2 08
Tracker
Bf0901
Slacker


Music
the songs you used to play

music code here.

tagboard
the words we all said



Linkages
the exits to escape

peiling
yeeshan
eugenice
huimin
mabel
evon
clique

Past
the historys to forget

July 2006
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Credits
the sources of love

Designer : DEAD-dolliie

Saturday, October 20, 2007
the stories that happened yesterday

I AM SUPER BORED...EVERYONE IS LIKE IGNORING ME...SOB SOB

smiles are worn.
to please or appease.
incumbent, merely a tempoarary shadow.
waiting for a turn to the gallow.
as full as hollow will allow.
occasionally sincere.
portraying an unclear fear.
unbeknowest to delight.but best friends with the unpolite.
& everything unpleasant.
the diffrence between a pauper & a peasant.
perched atop heightened sense.far & away.
to watch the sun sway.
& the world spin.
trying to turn a grimace into a grin.or something similar.
to my unfamiliar.

Cant stand life...sick of it totally. Especially on weekend. Wat is this, i actually got banned from going to play basketball. And this is the worse week, i actually got scolding by my dad in my whole 15 years. Some day, u might see me hitting on the headline of the news..

Okay, although my bro may be abusing me everyday, but i think he is the best. Maybe i am jus used to it or maybe it doesn't really matter to me anymore. Sick of this reality. Maybe when time passes, you can actually let u see more clearly, the faults of ppl in reality.

This is also counted to be an emo post, but it jus reflect all my true feelings.



8:52 PM