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Blow a kiss that leaves me gasping

I want to feel that lightning strike me



Saturday, October 20, 2007


SO WHERE ARE YOU?
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It doesn't come from the bottom of the heart

Maybe I will have the wings. Nobody knows. Now that I am weak. But I'm gonna be strong. I have no choice. Cos I have to face the world. Face everything on my own. Even though I will never be strong inside but I'm gonna pretend again. I see the both sides of this story. I feel scared. But no matter what, I'm just gonna smile. Somehow it's not now. Maybe till the day all my tears dry. And then I'm gonna stand up and face every storm. As for now, I have this wish. I wanna be pretty. Ta.

I miss him!

Yeat your heart out
11:59 PM