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Saturday, November 22, 2008 at 10:53 PM
22 november 2008，[[ 星期六]]

想了很多。。

人啊。。就不要太死心眼!

所以我决定从这一秒起 。。 做我自己!

...

我啊 就是典型的牧羊座 girl *

我啊 就是朋友少 就是个宅女 就是不喜欢和不认识的人说话！

这是我最舒服 最喜欢 最“我”的生活方式！

努力的想做另一个人，为何不做好自己！

我是世界唯一的我！无可取代！

想通了。

p.s. i'll update some new photos in the next entry (:
Friday, November 21, 2008 at 10:56 PM
it's been ❤[[3]]❤ years since on the 14th.

people used to say...

爱人是痛苦的，
被爱才是幸福的。

but.. i feel that..

被爱有时候也可能是辛苦的。

...
Saturday, November 8, 2008 at 5:58 PM
im tired.

...of everything in this fucked-up world.

so... fuck off thank u [=
Monday, November 3, 2008 at 1:20 AM
im sorry, but the devil is back to protect.

and the devil doesn't want to be seen nor heard by.

silence!

devil wants to be alone.
Sunday, November 2, 2008 at 9:45 PM
all that i can do is just envy... and maybe ask god "why, why, why ...never me, never mine ...happiness"

yearning for a listening ear
yearning for a soul mate
yearning for a real friend
yearning for warmth
yearning for comfort
yearning for everything because i've got nothing.

empty promises.
empty heart.

oh that plastic smile, so many loved..
but can't u see it's fake?
and that behind that "lovely" smile is a broken girl..
are u all blind? or am that a good actress.

live a day, act a day.
the show is still going on, the stage is never leaving.
breathe, smile, turn and there the audience applause..

i dance, i twirl... forever.