Wednesday, August 22, 2007

 

Meeting Troubles

I've been having some trouble with meeting friends.
Everybody loves to casually mention a day to see me.
But only to ask to confirm at the very last minute.
If this were the first time, I would be ok.
But it's been done to me over and over again.
This makes me unfriendly and unhappy.
If meeting me is so forgettable,
You don't have to.

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Tuesday, August 21, 2007

 

Drink Drank Drunk

You know how people say that you can get horny when you get drunk?
It can be true.
But if there's something I can share,
You can get so drunk that every part of you only wants to sleep.
:p

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Friday, August 17, 2007

 

Love

It's strange sometimes.
You only know you really love someone, when you feel your heart aches.

I fear that my heart will break soon..

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Saturday, August 11, 2007

 

Wow


Stolen from her own blog.
I think you look very beautiful in this picture
:)

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Monday, August 06, 2007

 

The Eurythmics - Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This)


The Eurythmics - Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This)
I VERY ORGINAL! THE MTV SUCKS NOW.. BUT MUSIC IS STILL SO DAMN GOOD!


Get This Party Started (Sweet Dreams Remix) Pink feat. Redman
Pink's remix.. I love this version..


Sweet Dreams are Made of Seven Nation Army
Someone mixed the two songs together. And if you love both songs like me.. this should make you smile..


Mika - Sweet Dreams - live @ Avalon
You guys should be there to hear it live :p


Annie Lennox - Sweet dreams (at Live 8)

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Wednesday, August 01, 2007

 

A Love Story

Somewhere along the way you fall a little deeper.
Part of you feels so happy.
Part of you so scared.
And you enjoy sitting beside him quietly.
Watching his fingers type on the keyboard.
Looking away when he's angry on the phone.
And you just want to sit beside him.
One day he asks
"What are you thinking?"
And you say
"Nothing"
He thought that you are keeping things from him.
And things start to change.
You grow sad.
And it's too late.
You know you'll be heart broken again.
And you tell your friends.
But they say
"Well it's not even a real relationship to me."
So you keep everything to yourself.
But
They can say whatever they want.
He can say whatever he wants.
And you can say whatever you want.
You are sad.
Very sad.
Because you really do like him a lot.

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