color*breeze
the reachable sky is still too far away
but i will get there somehow

Sunday, August 31, 2008

I do, Therefore I am. But, maybe I'm not. Darn it. I'm lost now. I want, but I couldn't. Other's, I want, but I shouldn't. Maybe I do. I gave, but I wasn't satisfied. Not that I wasn't, but I was. I don't do, I got. I did, I don't get. Faces. Two Faces. Three Faces. Four Faces.

I'll never get. That's my life. Treasure yours.

It's a shame to die and have no one by the death bed, or worst, be remembered like 渣.(me.)
HAHAHAHA!! Irony at times. I hate it. Worth? None.



but, I think no one will care all the way, no one will. Too bad I have no one. I love my grandma.

I hate myself. May I come back, Jesus?

Posted at 8:26 PM
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