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Introduction
My blood bleeds red
For all those thoughts you left unsaid
Well how could you let your guard down
And let me impose
We’re dying the further this thing goes
Well can we go back to where we were before
You dropped your heart on my floor
Cause it was easiest to hide it all away
And never say what we were thinking
No you’d never catch me blinking that night
‘Cause I was all of yours
So say goodbye to days like these
I’ll give it one more try and hope it all seems better in your eyes
Well maybe not this time
Credits
Icon: LJ/sixthmile
Layout: tuesdaynight
Inspiration: DayBefore!Misery
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Written on: Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Time: 11:43 PM
this is getting ABSURD, my papers are over but in comes the projects. its iffing never-ending. condemn the entire second year. CONDEMN. anyways im so used to being independent, so much so that dependency seems alien to me. im happy with my life, but not contented. call it greediness, but as far as im concerned, its plain motivation. i want better grades, i want a great future, i want a fantastic career, i want to drive, i want a car, and i want to be FILTHY RICH. im extremely grateful for having my family as who they are, i love my friends and i love my job now (in particular the colleagues there), but there's just this little part missing, if you get what i mean. then again, its not that much of a big deal and im NOT consoling myself. rah rah rah, im just blabbering and complaining non-stop. be contented sab. oh and not forgetting, i want to get myself inked again. apparently i must have forgotten the pain and got myself addicted.
I FEEL SO DISORGANIZED.
please get me a fairy-godmother, a father will do too.
i just want my three wishes, and no worries,
every last wish would be the wish for another three more wishes.
greedy again? nah, its called smart.
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Written on: Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Time: 11:43 PM
this is getting ABSURD, my papers are over but in comes the projects. its iffing never-ending. condemn the entire second year. CONDEMN. anyways im so used to being independent, so much so that dependency seems alien to me. im happy with my life, but not contented. call it greediness, but as far as im concerned, its plain motivation. i want better grades, i want a great future, i want a fantastic career, i want to drive, i want a car, and i want to be FILTHY RICH. im extremely grateful for having my family as who they are, i love my friends and i love my job now (in particular the colleagues there), but there's just this little part missing, if you get what i mean. then again, its not that much of a big deal and im NOT consoling myself. rah rah rah, im just blabbering and complaining non-stop. be contented sab. oh and not forgetting, i want to get myself inked again. apparently i must have forgotten the pain and got myself addicted.
I FEEL SO DISORGANIZED.
please get me a fairy-godmother, a father will do too.
i just want my three wishes, and no worries,
every last wish would be the wish for another three more wishes.
greedy again? nah, its called smart.
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