To love....

To love somebody ,
It depends on how you are going to love that person ,
It depends on how much you love that person...
You love that person more ,
you'll get hurt easily...
You love yourself more ,
means you are not loving that person truely...

It's always so hard...
This is LOVE...
LOVE is always omplicated ,
but everybody is still desperate of getting in it...

Never

Happiness ,
never came .

I ,
never felt happy before .

Meeting you ,
and being ignored ,
I tell myself ,

'I've never been loved'...

Holiday's around the corner .
Time to take a break ,
and take of my mask .

Laughing at myself ,
in front of the mirror .

Vision of myself is getting blur .
I tell myself ,
I will never love again ,
Never .
I'm just gonna live alone ,
in this lonely world .

I ,
live for nothing .

Is it time for me to leave ?
I don't belong to this wold anymore .

I'm a devil ,
I'll continue to live alone .
Like that ,
It will be better for everybody .

Leaving me ,
You'll me happier...

Promises

Promises ,
is just a few short letters .
Once i've promise to ,
promised to wait .

No matter how's the ending ,
No matter how I'll feel ,
I will still be waiting .

Never regret of making that decision ,
Never regret of loving you .

No matter how it will ends  ,
the past i had with you is enough .
I appriciate what you've gave me .

I'll always be waiting for you...

Loser...

I'm still a total loser .
Cause ,
I love you...

Memory

Memory .
It's touching than anything ,
But it makes me heartache than anything .

Stretches out my hand ,
trying to retrieve something .
What i caught ,
was only some broken pieces of my memory .

I'm working hard ,
trying to forget those memories ,
no matter happy ones ,
or sad ones .

You ,
living in your future .

While I ,
living in the past .

Titleless....

I can't spit out any words anymore ,
my brain was like a piece of plain white paper ,
Drown by blankness....

Lying on a croach ,
under the bright lights ,
I close my eyes .

Nerves in my brain stopped functioning ,
My tear gland was suddenly out of my control for some reasons ,
Somehow , I'm lost ;

What do i really want ?
Before i collapse ,
How long more can i still stand___...

'Be together' ?

The word 'I Love You'...
seems fermiliar ?
of cause...
Some of you maybe saying it everyday...

To love a person is simple,
To hate a person is also simple.

But,
To be together with a person you love is a different story...

I sweared...
I wont let myself fall in LOVE again...
Because,
I've lost faith of myself...

I'm desperate of having true LOVE,
but my heart wont let me...

My heart had been locked by chains of destiny that are unbreakable...
Who holds the key that could unlock my heart ?

七月 十四 农历鬼节

呵呵。。。
什么是鬼 ？

Ghost
In folklore, fiction, philosophy, and popular culture, a ghost is the soul or spirit of a deceased person, taken to be capable of appearing in visible form or otherwise manifesting itself to the living. Descriptions of the apparition of ghosts vary widely: the mode of manifestation can range from an invisible presence to translucent or wispy shapes, to realistic, life-like visions. The deliberate attempt to contact the spirit of a deceased person is known as necromancy, or in spiritism as a séance.




The belief in manifestations of the spirits of the dead is widespread, dating back to animism or ancestor worship in pre-literate cultures. Certain religious practices—funeral rites, exorcisms, and some practices of spiritualism and ritual magic—are specifically designed to appease the spirits of the dead. Ghosts are generally described as solitary essences that haunt particular locations, objects, or people with which they were associated in life, though stories of phantom armies, ghost trains, phantom ships, and even ghost animals have also been recounted
[copy from wikipedia]

鬼真的存在 ？
没人晓得。。。

Time...

The clock ticks ,
But time never past...
Sun rise and sun set ,
But the shadow remain...

I once heard sounds ,
but now silence...

Time ain't the cure ,
Coz my brain wont let me forget...

寂寞的滋味？

你知道寂寞的滋味吗 ？
突兀的开场白，我知道。
奇怪的问题，无解的答案，完全没有道理可言。

这个城市，灰暗，潮湿，充满了寂寞的气息。
即使夜间五光十色，将黑夜渲染得如同白昼般。
寄寞的触须，仍旧悄悄伸展到每个角落。

宣闹的人行道，
尽情戏耍的小丑们，
一张张精致的假面。。。
所有人都在扮演着自己的角色。

大哭大笑的小丑们，沉浸在酒池肉林中迷失的羔羊，
沉睡而不敢醒来面对现实。



是因为面对不了现实世界的残酷无情，
与，
寂寞。。。

真的，很爱你。。。

两杯热咖啡，心情是等待,
只是，我等的人，不会来。
如果还有机会，我真的想亲口对你说声‘对不起’，
对不起，我没好好爱你，
可我就是爱你，还爱你，
对不起，真的，
我 爱你。。。

对不起，我爱你。。。

有很长的一段时间，我不能翻阅我们的照片，
因为我不想哭，对着照片掉眼泪不适合我。。。

有很长的一段时间，我没有办法去到我们曾经去过的场所，
因为回忆太挤，而当众嚎啕大哭会破坏型相。


有很长的一段时间，我不能够说去你的名字，
因为我知道我会哭，未语而 泪先流。

我不知道干什么我要这样，人前欢笑人后落泪，
我只知道你对我而言不太一样，
不，

是很不一样。。。

过去。。。

过去的事。。。
还牢牢的挂在脑海。。。

当初。。。
从尝试变成认真。。。
然后。。。
我得到了。。。

可是。。。
我没珍惜。。。

所以。。。
我失去了她。。。

如，过去的事可以改变。。。
那该多好。。。

如，历史可以重演。。。
那。。。真的会很好。。。


[对不起，我爱你]

灰色 ？

和你一起。。。
世界总是色彩宾纷的。。。

你带给我色彩。。。
让我认识红色，青色，黄色。。。
但。。。
你为和要那么惨忍的把他带走。。。

如今。。。
我的世界只剩下。。。
灰色。。。

Dear...Could you please come back ?

Dear....
Could you please come back ?
Please ?
I'll do anything for it...Really anything...

I just want you back by my side...
want you to hold my hand...
want you to kiss my lips...

Please , come back...




But....
I know deep in my heart....
You'll only come back to me in my dream...

I love you....

Golf with the thong's....xD

wake up 6 in the morning...(tired)
take bath...

xxxxxxxxxx

Reach saw's house...
His house looks much more better after the renovation...

xxxxxxxxxx

Haha...xD
late again as usual...
Made harue and heng waited for almost half an hour...(sorry nia)
Ok... continue on our journey...

xxxxxxxxxx

Reach there at bout 8...
Not many ppl...
Same old coach...

xxxxxxxxxx

Started playing....xD
Heng took 15 min to hit her 1st ball...
Bravo...xP

xxxxxxxxxx
Harue was good....
At least...better than me....
Hahaha....xD

xxxxxxxxxxx
I'm not talented...
but...i'm much more better than Heng....
Hahaha...xP

xxxxxxxxxxx
As for saw....
Errm.....
He's good at any sports...=.=

xxxxxxxxxxx
took bath....
went for lunch...

xxxxxxxxxxx
That's all...



[A boring post]
Anyway.....
Still misses her a lot....

悲伤的定义是什么


每个人的说法都不同

有些人整天说

要驳酒自杀阿

什么活得空虚阿

什么生活邋遢

什么眼泪流干什么的

这些是所谓的“悲伤”吗？





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我觉得

悲伤其实

并不是言语能形容的

虽然我本身也是

但是

真正的悲伤

根本不需要伪装

根本不需要显示出来

而是轻易就感觉得到的

你越是伪装着开心

悲伤就越笼罩着你

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那

悲伤是什么颜色的

你想想看

灰色？蓝色？





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白色?





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还是黑色？





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不知道

说不定

是无色的

无色无味

无形

你看不见

也捉摸不到

只能感觉到

放空你的脑袋

躲进你的房间里

躺着

对着天花板

关着眼睛

聆听自己的心跳声

和微微的呼吸声

想想看

现在的你

目标是什么

为什么你活着

当你开始迷茫时

当你脑里有许多烦恼涌现时

那

是悲伤么？

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发现越来越没有灵感了

剩下的全是胡言乱语

天哪

怎么了

到底怎么了

灵感呢

失控了

一定是坏掉了

一定

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