Wednesday, November 18, 2009

blah

bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored.

holidays are blah.
just waking up at eleven.
text. online. facebook. tweet more. songs. youtube.
tweet more.

currently listening to the potential breakup song xD

so many lies swirling,
around you,
you're suffocating,
the empty shape in you,
steals your breath,
you're suffocating.


i'm the dayumn bored now.

you try your hardest to perfect your explanations
you lie until they've run out of questions.


currently. zombie by the cranberries.

pixie lott- mama do ((:

little black butterflies deep inside me.

our song by taylor swift just ended.
the show by lenka now (:

oh have i told you that i hate to dream?
blah. you get very tired when you wake up.
blah.

i want my money back just enjoy the show (:

cobra starship- the city is at war.

designer drugs and designer friends (:
ignore me if you see me cause i just don't give a shit. sunny i mean xD

the twilight is bruised and there you lie.

halo by beyonce.
standing in the light of your halo. (:

swing swing. all american rejects.
do you know what it feels like being alone? (:

the saturdays- issues
can't decide if i should stab you or kiss you.

see i'm so bloody bored.

we'll cry tonight, but in the morning we are new
stand in the sun, we'll dry your eyes.


that's not my name. the ting tings.
i just love (:

vanessa carlton- hands on me.
and if you don't believe me. just put your hands on me.

oh my supergirl ni she wo de baby girl xD

lazy liaw. cheers! (:










Tuesday, November 17, 2009

spilt screen sadness.

by the time I recognize this moment
this moment will be gone
but I will bend the light, pretend that it somehow lingered on

now we're back at the homestead
where the air makes you choke
and people don't know you
and trust is a joke
we don't even have pictures
just memories to hold
that grow sweeter each season
as we slowly grow old

back to you
it always comes around
back to you
i tried to forget you
i tried to stay away
but it's too late

over you
i'm never over
over you
something about you
it's just the way you move
the way you move me

i'm so good at forgetting
and I quit every game I've played
but forgive me love
i can't turn and walk away.

cheers! (:

keep me where the light is

"welcome to the real world", she said to me
condescendingly
take a seat
take your life
plot it out in black and white
well I never lived the dreams of the prom kings
and the drama queens
i'd like to think the best of me
is still hiding
up my sleeve

they love to tell you
stay inside the lines
but something's better
on the other side

i wanna run through the halls of my high school
i wanna scream at the
top of my lungs
i just found out there's no such thing as the real world
just a lie you've got to rise above

so the good boys and girls take the so called right track
faded white hats
grabbing credits
maybe transfers
they read all the books but they can't find the answers
and all of our parents
they're getting older
i wonder if they've wished for anything better
while in their memories
tiny tragedies

they love to tell you
stay inside the lines
but something's better
on the other side.

Friday, November 13, 2009

bummer.

last week of school. awesome.
made lotsa new friends.

blog pretty much dead.
everythg pretty much dead too. xD

bret harrison hotness.

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

yer.

After careful consideration and many sleepless nights, here's what I've decided. We move on, we move out, we move away from our families and form our own. But the basic insecurities, the basic fears and all those old wounds just grow up with us. And just when we think life and circumstance have forced us truly to become an adult, your mother says something like that. Or worse, something like that. We get bigger, we get taller, we get older. But, for the most part, we're still a bunch of kids, running around the playground, trying desperately to fit in.

At some point you have to make a decision. Boundaries don't keep other people out, they fence you in. Life is messy, that's how we're made. So you can waste your life drawing lines... or you can live your life crossing them. But there are some lines that are way too dangerous to cross. Here's what I know. If you're willing to take a chance... the view from the other side... is spectacular.

Secrets can't hide in science. Medicine has a way of exposing the lies. Within the walls of the hospital the truth is stripped bare. How we keep our secrets outside the hospital, well that's a little different... One thing is certain, whatever it is we're trying to hide, we're never ready for when the truth gets naked. That's the problem with secrets... Like misery, they love company. They pile up and up until they take over everything, until you don't have room for anything else. Until you're so full of secrets you feel like you're going to burst. The thing people forget is how good it can feel when you finally set secrets free. Whether good or bad, at least they're out in the open. Like it or not. And once your secrets are out in the open, you don't have to hide behind them. But the problem with secrets is, even when you think you're in control... You're not.