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name: Marcus sng c.b
nick: bubble, m.s.c.b
school: none right now
birthday: 18/06/89

orange addict

Tuesday, May 17, 2005

realization.

todae was quite alrite.
went tanning.
bt it started raining 1 hour after i started la. darn.
so went to cousins house and after tt went out to lunch wif cous.
rushed to nics house.
went swimming and played basketball.
they had glorify, bt i soon left.
cuz i had tuition. sighh.
and i saw someone frm churchh on e bus
bt i forgot her name. lols.

i dun noe why i was so teary todae.
i tried to forget u.
i tried to get u off my mind.
bt i couldnt.
i noe u dun have animore feelings for me.
i shldnt have fallen into love.
i tot it was juz a crush tt would be over soon.
bt i didnt realise tt i had fallen in love wif u.
i guess i was too vulnerable.
i tot i had gotten over it.
bt i suddenly realised tt i had someting missing in my life.
it was u.....
bt i know in ur heart deres someone else.
i guess its realli over.

-memories tt will never be forgotten-

song of the day: i want you, electrico
raison d'etre [I`m in love.] 8:41 PM

recent

the day i tried to ignore u.
the day my world came crashing down...
its all about you..
im wishing smth would happen.
i miss u....
oh gosh.its been long since i blogged. lolsupdatee...
after exams...
arghhh.....its been a l0ng time since i entered a ...
missing herr...
b0red...

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If you pull too hard
Then the string will break.
And if you leave the slack
Then the string won't hold.
So how can we find ourselves
Trapped in our own private hells
Where we just scream but no one can hear
'X' marks the spot where the dig begins
The treasure is found within
The broken hearts that are soaked with fear.
Fill the glass to the brim
And it will spill out.
And keep on sharpening the knife,
And it will, it will be so blunt.
So how can we find ourselves
Trapped in our own private hells
Where we just scream but no one can hear
'X' marks the spot where the dig begins
The treasure is found within
The broken hearts that are soaked with fear.
To be at one with all your life
So how can we find ourselves (So be)
Trapped in our own private hells (at one)
Where we just scream but no one can hear (with all your life)
'X' marks the spot where the dig begins (And do)
The treasure is found within (without)
The broken hearts that are soaked with fear (doing a thing)
Don't try too hard to understand
Or you'll miss the, miss the point at hand.