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THE LADY
yunshan*//
complain, complain, complain. now who wants to listen?

I NEVER WANNA GROW UP
i never wanna grow up
where the innocence is lost; where troubles complicate by tenfolds

I wish i was a little kid again. I want someone to take care of me. I want someone to clean up my messes and remind me what’s right from wrong. I want to be awed at, even if what I’m doing isn’t that cute. I want to be yelled at before i make the same mistakes again and I want to be held in someone else’s arms while I cry my heart out. I REALLY DO, NEVER WANNA GROW UP.


CREDITS

ME. kynzgerl
CODES. manikka
BRUSHES. 1 2
IMAGES. 1 2
The 2 paper heart: moargh.de
SOURCE. BLOGGER BLOGSKINS IMAGESHACK
Friday, 21 April 2006

there are moments in life when you miss someone so much,
you just want to pick them from your dreams and hug them for real.
when the door of happiness closes,
another opens.
but often,
we look so long at the closed door,
we dont see the one which has been opened to us.
dont go for looks,
they can deceive.
dont go for wealth,
they can fade away.
go for someone who makes you smile because a smile can make a dark day bright.
dream what you want to dream,
go where you want to go.
be who you want to be because you only have one life and one cahnce to do the things you want to do.
the brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past.
you cant go forward until you let go of your past failures and heartaches.
live your life so that at the end,
you're the one who is smiling and everyone around you is crying.
dont count the years - count the memories.
life is not measured by the number of breaths we take,
but by the moments that take our breath away!


if only rp had accepted me,
i wouldnt be at hme rotting
if only rp had accepted me,
i wouldnt be fretting abt wat skool to go to
if only rp had accepted me,
my mom wouldnt hav to pay so much for my skool fees
if only rp had accepted me,
i would be able to see u everyday
if only rp had accepted me,
i wouldnt hav to mature so fast and start work so early
if only rp had accepted me,
i wouldnt hav to use adult ezlink thou im still only 17
if only...
fuck it la
screw life

Friday, 7 April 2006

tat wretched lil ting is getting on my nerves
how i wish i can twist her scrawny neck off her boney shoulders
and crush her bones to powder
hohox
arent i evil

Saturday, 1 April 2006

to the fucking bitch who seriously tink too highly of herself
well, in the 1st place u call urself a christian when u scold more vulgarities in a day den i do in a month
u shld be ashamed
u are useless, dumb and a fucking back-stabbing slut
whos the whore here?
i din slept wif anyone be4
but i cant say the same for u
u made me say tis
u cant blame me
i cant believe im even wasting my time typing tis
well u say tat ive known u for so long yet i dun noe anyting?
tats becos u onli turn to ur guy frens
u dunno aniting abt me too
u claim tat u treat ur frens good
u claim tat u noe them
but do u?
do u reallie?
i din treat myself as ur fren
cos u reallie din treat me as one
im not dumb lyk u
i can tell
u can choose to believe gossips
cos onli immature and brainless pple would do tat
quite obvious u are one of them
i reallie did treat u as a fren
but u?
u ignored me
i was there for u when u cried
i was there for u when u got a high paying job
i was there when u had troubles in work
i was there when u were upset when u tot u cldnt go to mi
i tried to make ur bdae better den wat u did for me on mine
i was the one tat called all of them there on ur bdae
i told u abt ur jigsaw but u din appreciate it at all becos u hav ur ultraman
i dun need ur advice
i nv did and nv will
u are the one hu needs advice but ignores them when given
u kept me?
no one refers to frens as being kept
do u tink u own ur frens?
no wonder they hav no life since the day they met u
i did not start tis
u started tis
u started bitching in ur own blog 1st
i do tis behind ur back becos u are too fragile
too weak
u break down over lil tings
imgine if i were to say tis in ur face
i wont do tat cos im not tat kind of person
i dun lyk hurting pple
at least not purposely
to tink i was so niave
to still tink tat u were jus too sensitive
but seems lyk u were more den jus sensitive
u hav frens behind ur back?
do u even treat them as frens?
if u do, u wouldnt even back stab them
i dun hav to watch my act or aniting
i hav frens tat are true to me
and im happie wif my life WITHOUT YOU