| Wednesday, July 25, 2007 |
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as i close my eyes sit back while reminiscing of when we used to fuss and fight but end up kissing there may be sad and pain for time so long to wait but in my heart you'll always be everything and more to me (...) you don't miss your water til the well runs dry but i believe, so strongly, in you and i can somebody answer me the question why you don't miss your water til the well runs dry ------- <3 ------------- is this a lasting treasure or just a moment's pleasure? can i believe the magic of your sighs? will you still love me tomorrow? --------- <3 ---------------- i always needed time on my own i never thought i'd need you there when i cried and the days feel like years when i'm alone and the bed where you lie is made up on your side (i've never felt this way before everything that i do reminds me of you and the clothes you left, they lie on the floor and they smell just like you i love the things that you do) when you walk away i count the steps that you take do you see how much i need you right now? when you're gone the pieces of my heart are missin' you when you're gone the face i came to know is missing, too when you're gone the words i need to hear to always get me through the day and make it okay, "i miss you".... |
| 'please don't stop the music 1:44 am |
now playing :
| song of my life. |
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Past the point of no return - no backward glances: the games we've played till now are at an end. Past all thought of "if" or "when" - no use resisting: abandon thought, and let the dream descend . . . |
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| I am an eighteen-year-old student currently attending Republic Polytechnic. I enjoy reading, writing, chilling, intelligence, and sarcasm. My goals in life include being a professional slacker, wasting as much of my time, life and intelligence away, sleeping a minimum of 12 hours everyday, being a successful bum, and maybe, possibly, someone you could bring home to meet mom with. |
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