.where i don’t really want to put it here
well, i myself have found a way to store my random rants when i don’t want them to be “seen” on twitter or my blog. what a nice place to rant.
Archive for the ‘ Her ’ Category
well, i myself have found a way to store my random rants when i don’t want them to be “seen” on twitter or my blog. what a nice place to rant.
come to think of it, we don’t really have a lot in common.
we don’t even really very click well, but yet you seem like a star that i yearn for.
it is funny why i am usually trying to engage people into conversations,
but with you there is always this awkward silence between us.
yet i don’t want this to be just being silent.
i wonder, how much more, i will do, for you?
.loong
thanks, for lighting up my life.
thanks, for just seeing you makes me happy.
thanks, for you.
.loong
aiya duno what tags to include lah, include more lor. emo then type post, pretty fun right ;p
these few days pretty blur leh, got friend low in spirits, broke up bla bla and feel unfair cause the guy didn’t do stuffs that he is doing for another girl now…
then i kan bo liao i go search for my ex nick in google.. then memories again lor.. sigh.
Memories that are sweet .. WOOT MAELSTROM IS UP. ok i go finish up my msn talk and i go in liao MUAHAHAHA,…
-wL
oh well, seems like its server down time and i think a little too much, looking at days and times things are happening, and started to think about the past, in which something comes to my mind and i decided to just jot it down, with a new look on my blog, no longer the dark dark me, hopefully a brighter, at least i hope… heh..
and i think i found out that when i broke up, probably that might be the feeling for a while, i don’t know, but i guess it might have been that way. have i loved someone who i am not supposed to?
Heartbroken:
A feeling of enormious pain that is more then anything imaginable. It cannot be cured by medicine, or treated by anything but time. For those that know this feeling too well, it is not a physical pain that can be described, but soemething deep inside. Breathing gets hard, eating becomes tasteless, and love, well, what is love anymore. You forget. Yet you remember, remember how to love, and who you love – which makes it hurt so bad. Let it go people say, but how can you. Feelings are feelings, and you love who you love. Heartbrakes occur most when you love someone you are not suppose to.
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