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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

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Icon: LJ/sixthmile
Layout: tuesdaynight
Inspiration: DayBefore!Misery
Written on: Saturday, August 2, 2008
Time: 10:15 PM

You know those sweets jackpot machines in arcades that has big prizes? The colleagues got addicted. Apparently, we were unwilling to be Samaritans and to just hand out the the machine thats halfway to jackpot. An addictive sure-win game. The proof of a cunning yet astonishingly clever business package. Anyways, Yoko Yoko's the saviour of the night, though its now burning my knees and making my eyes tear. Stupid rheumatism, must be the weather. Shoots. Wanted to go to Singfest but tickets were sold out ages ago. Jasmine has VIP passes, ahhh. Give me live feed. Oh and I still haven't gotten the shots yet, hurry please.

A much better mood she is in now,
=)