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Deszya, VIC, Melbourne
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Date: Wednesday, 28 January 2009 || Time: 6:39 pm
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nobody to talk to.
no shoulder to rely on. am i already gone ? Labels: in my darkest hour |
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Date: Friday, 23 January 2009 || Time: 7:53 pm
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him: "I'm up and down again, I'm losing all my friends But it's all right I'm forcing her to leave , and she's the better half of me But it's all right I miss the both of you, so much that I can't move But it's all right If you give me a little time to straighten out my mind Things will be all right, all right" her: "I want to thank you for our talk, holding hands while we walked You made me feel all right And I wonder how you feel if it's really no big deal Is it all right? You said there's nothing for you to say It would have happened either way So it's all right" him (from the distance): "I think the worst part of it all , you don't know how beautiful you And that isn't all right Honey, I know you're hurt, even if you don't put it into words I want you to be all right Now I'm scared of this world And falling for another girl But it's all right This bed gets so damn cold I hate sleeping here alone But it's all right This feeling is well deserved I've been owed all this hurt For a long time If you give me a little time To straighten out my mind Things will be all right, all right" The Luxury of Loneliness - Her Space Holiday taken from: the young machines Labels: Almost Honest |
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Date: || Time: 3:45 pm
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staying in my hometown has turned me into a very useless & brainless form of human-shaped. i wake up everyday and find no reason why i have to wake up today. i remember to eat sometimes, and then find myself back into a surreal blur again. talk to friends once a while, but it does not last long on my brain. empty, empty, and empty. i have learned that, once you left home, you could never come back. well, of course, with some cash involved, you can always fly home whenever you want to, but things will never be the same anymore. the more you wish that things will stay the same, the stranger the situation will be. i guess that's just the part of our natural forces. accept it, or you'll be destroyed. i forget how to survive, i live day by day without knowing why i should talk or act like these. i feel like a form of non-sense, literally. being a drama queen will sound much better for me at the moment rather than being an empty bottle like this. i don't understand. i listen to my logic, but somehow my heart refuse to follow my brain. i keep thinking why, why, why. i used to get hurt, and i survive until this very moment. now, i ask myself, why are you staying when you know that you might possibly get hurt even worse? why can i feel save in my own home? isn't it what they call the last resort? or am i lost, and what i called home was not my real home? Labels: Almost Honest |
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Date: Thursday, 8 January 2009 || Time: 11:06 am
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aku bingung. sekian lama aku terbangun, tersentak dari tidurku yang hampa. perasaan siapa yang sebetulnya aku bohongi? apa yang aku coba ingkari? aku menggeleng sedih. cinta membuatmu tidak rasional. semakin kau mencintai seseorang, semakin tidak rasional penilaianmu terhadapnya. Labels: my own fairy tale |
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Date: Sunday, 4 January 2009 || Time: 4:55 pm
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everyday with every worthless word we get more far away the distance between us makes it so hard to stay and nothing lasts forever but be honest, babe it hurts but it may be the only way Labels: in my darkest hour |
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