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105'08
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THIS IS NOT GOOD, GIRL.
reading beiling's entries, is a BAD choice. Girl, i happened to read your blog through someone's, someone's and someone's i guess. Apart from lyrics being yours, right now im talking about MY feelings, so dont be mistaken alrights?
PATHETIC. when the words reflect my damn feelings, TSK TSK. Alrights, the dying question.. WHY ON EARTH IS EMOTIONAL ONE OF MY TRAITS?! this is bad, this is bad. well, i've got a moment of thought, just a moment: out of the many roles available, i've tried the being the victim and weakling. hmm, i was just thinking.. can i try being the villian?
be it lover or friends, just how it feels when you walked out all of a sudden, leaving a pool of shit for me to clear? to sit in a midst of my own confusion, sorting them out blindly? In this situation, what are you doing? how are you feeling? ever thought of breaking the silence first? Well, this feels so much like a game.. when the tables cant be turn by me.
Or, how does it feels when you did something real bad to a fellow friend? You played her round your little finger and flicked her off, like a boogey out of your nose. Pretending not to know you are wrong, and continue faking an angelic look, seems fun right? Your flirtatious trait is so alluring to boys around you, you even have the magic with girls. Everyone thinks you're right, you're perfect.. when no one sees you are not what you are. And poor victim of yours.. being too tired to clear all the misunderstandings, just kept quiet.
Hmm, it seems so fun to get a taste of the other roles..
BUT THEN, these roles are either too bitchy, slutty, or just yet-to-mature. i've just snapped out of my foolishness. i need not taste these roles, knowing they stink to the core.. I'm contented to know, i've done my part. I've given my best in every roles i take. I never want to shed these roles.. circumstances forced me to. What can i do then, right?
Maybe out there, somewhere.. some good souls would be able to find what i've chose to hide now.
Till then, a confidante is a luxury for me;
and love, shall be stashed away.
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THIS IS NOT GOOD, GIRL.
reading beiling's entries, is a BAD choice. Girl, i happened to read your blog through someone's, someone's and someone's i guess. Apart from lyrics being yours, right now im talking about MY feelings, so dont be mistaken alrights?
PATHETIC. when the words reflect my damn feelings, TSK TSK. Alrights, the dying question.. WHY ON EARTH IS EMOTIONAL ONE OF MY TRAITS?! this is bad, this is bad. well, i've got a moment of thought, just a moment: out of the many roles available, i've tried the being the victim and weakling. hmm, i was just thinking.. can i try being the villian?
be it lover or friends, just how it feels when you walked out all of a sudden, leaving a pool of shit for me to clear? to sit in a midst of my own confusion, sorting them out blindly? In this situation, what are you doing? how are you feeling? ever thought of breaking the silence first? Well, this feels so much like a game.. when the tables cant be turn by me.
Or, how does it feels when you did something real bad to a fellow friend? You played her round your little finger and flicked her off, like a boogey out of your nose. Pretending not to know you are wrong, and continue faking an angelic look, seems fun right? Your flirtatious trait is so alluring to boys around you, you even have the magic with girls. Everyone thinks you're right, you're perfect.. when no one sees you are not what you are. And poor victim of yours.. being too tired to clear all the misunderstandings, just kept quiet.
Hmm, it seems so fun to get a taste of the other roles..
BUT THEN, these roles are either too bitchy, slutty, or just yet-to-mature. i've just snapped out of my foolishness. i need not taste these roles, knowing they stink to the core.. I'm contented to know, i've done my part. I've given my best in every roles i take. I never want to shed these roles.. circumstances forced me to. What can i do then, right?
Maybe out there, somewhere.. some good souls would be able to find what i've chose to hide now.
Till then, a confidante is a luxury for me;
and love, shall be stashed away.
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