| Hope is the last thing that never leaves |
[May. 22nd, 2012|12:12 am] |
3 years. 3 years came by and gone.
In the span of 3 years, i'd never thought i would actually miss studying.
Being with the same crowd for 3 years was good. i wouldnt have asked for any other classmates.
We had our differences, but we also had unity (however, for the wrong reasons) but hey, unity is unity, no?
Who knew i'd find friends i'd keep for life, too.
Through thick and thin, facing all sorts of challenges along the way. We were always there for one another.
Yes, our friendship stood the test of time.
i love them both. so so much, from the very depths of my core.
Absolutely cant wait till i see the rest of the classmates again though.
Tonight, i felt alive. There was hope inside of me. That i would never want to lose contact with them (Pearlyn & Harris) and Josh.
Anticipating the 5th of June where the 3 of us would send Josh off to Tekong.
My gut tells me the 4 of us would go a very long way.
Good times.
This is not goodbye.
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| Go on say it |
[May. 21st, 2012|12:52 am] |
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Bitterness never left. It lingered on like the after taste of dark chocolate in your mouth.
What happened to the girl who joked, teased, mock and is silly all the time? Longing for the day where it all comes back.
Suppose, that girl came and went. Set upon a dreary disposition, trying to get out of the very labyrinth.
The (not so) sudden realisation of how un-articulative and having a distaste for speech, lately, is worrisome.
Voice, come back. Come back, voice.
Innards grew cold as snow.
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| Matthew 5:39 |
[May. 9th, 2012|12:00 pm] |
How do I turn the other cheek?
I need the strength and wisdom.
The bitterness that resides in me never fades.
I need peace.
Everything's (or rather, Life) taking a toil on me.
I need God forevermore. Posted via LiveJournal.app. |
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| Strike |
[May. 3rd, 2012|10:22 pm] |
Regrets collect like old friends
Here to relive your darkest moments
I can see no way, I can see no way
And all of the ghouls come out to play
And every demon wants his pound of flesh
But I like to keep some things to myself
I like to keep my issues drawn
It's always darkest before the dawn
And I've been a fool and I've been blind
I can never leave the past behind
I can see no way, I can see no way
And it's hard to dance with a devil on your back
So shake him off, oh woah
I am done with my graceless heart
So tonight I'm gonna cut it out and then restart
Cause I like to keep my issues drawn
It's always darkest before the dawn
Truth be told, i only heard the album twice since i had it in my itunes last year.
But, Yes. Welch has done it again. Pure genius.
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| Help |
[May. 2nd, 2012|11:59 pm] |
Can you decide to think? - Yes.
You can put your mind to anything. Anything at all.
But can you decide not to think, or well.. un-think?
I suppose it's harder, and almost impossible. Especially if it hurts and haunts you through and through.
Teach me.
Tell me how i can be a better person. Someone worthy.
Because right now i feel non-existent/abandoned and unimportant.
Did i do something wrong? If i did anything different, would the outcome still be the same?
Nothing new, i suppose.
But i can Never get use to it.
This time around, i cuts deeper.
A cry for help. |
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[May. 2nd, 2012|09:51 pm] |
But that was nothing.
I am nothing.
In comparison. |
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| Lose/Lost |
[Apr. 25th, 2012|11:47 pm] |
If you had asked me, 'What is one thing you'd like the most, right now?" a year ago,
i would have said, "Amnesia"
If you had asked me last week, i would have said, "Amnesia"
If you've asked me yesterday, my answer would be the same.
Ask me again, now? Yes, the answer would still be, Amnesia. |
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| Downhill from here |
[Apr. 25th, 2012|12:30 am] |
Lately i tire easily, yet it still takes me more time than ever, falling into slumber.
I just lie in bed, wide eye, absorbing the stillness as my pupils dilate in search of light in the darkness.
The silence (apart from the oscillating fan) was actual.
Am still deciding if silence is beautiful or, oddly uncomfortable; for so great was noise during the day.
Nonetheless, i stare into the nothing, listen to the silence, prefiguring the future (worrying), picking out the past.
Painful, but slowly, them heavy eyelids take me far away. |
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| Highs & Lows |
[Apr. 13th, 2012|04:59 am] |
(Life) Support
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I dont know what to make of it.
Too afraid and wary to feel ecstatic,
yet feeling hopeful inside. |
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| Shaking like a leaf |
[Apr. 11th, 2012|01:59 am] |
Words mean alot. They say action speaks louder than words, but i reckon they ought to weigh the same.
It's impossible how words spoken (or typed) to me, are etched into my brain.
They flash back in my face from time to time.
That's why i find myself either tearing up, or smiling to myself like the crazy i am, alone, from time to time.
Still, a blessing or a curse?
But i should feel so lucky.
Because it's the kind words, filled with care, concern and love (i apologise for the lack of (better) vocabulary, but it's as simple as it goes) that warms the heart.
It's pretty darn amazing how words, (casual or not) have the ability to wrap round you like a massive hug.
A beautiful feeling.
How wonderful a feeling, when someone pours their troubles onto you.
It makes you feel like you're something.
That they thought of you when they needed comforting, or rant to. |
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