into the same hole i fell, into the same wall i knocked..
theres not a bit different for what i went through, but execpt the magnitude of the pain inflicted again and again...
stupid...
what seem so promising came with the same way things all bad things ended...
for once, i thought that it was time and i've found what i wanted... but yet another time, disappointment flooded me...
perhaps because i've knocked my head enough in this area, back then, for me to not do it again this time..
(I'm SOOO BLOODY WRONG)
thats the reason for me crying out here again...
i think i have enough, but think again, i'm glad too...
coz i just realised that i was a victim of being a number in ones popularity..
i have enough.. u want popularity, go else where.. dont phunk with me..
i will not stand to be where i'm not wanted...
macho claps 8:21 PM
:: Sunday, October 15, 2006 ::
You make me breakfast in bed When I'm mixed up in my head You wake me with a kiss I could get used to this
You think I look the best When my hair is a mess I can't believe you exist I could get used to this
Because I know you're too good to be true I must have done something good to meet you
'Cause you wrote my name across your hand When I freak you understand There is not a thing you miss And I could get used to this
I'm feeling it comin' over me With you it all comes naturally Lost the reflex to resist And I could get used to this
You love the songs I write You like the movies I like There must be some kind of twist But I could get used to this
You kiss me listen to me when I'm depressed It doesn't seem to make you like me less
'Cause you wrote my name across your hand When I freak you understand There is not a thing you miss And I could get used to this
I'm feeling it comin' over me With you it all comes naturally Lost the reflex to resist And I could get used to this
If there's a dark side to you I haven't seen it Every good thing you do feels like you mean it
'Cause you wrote my name across your hand When I freak you understand There is not a thing you miss And I could get used to this
I'm feeling it comin' over me With you it all comes naturally Lost the reflex to resist And I could get used to this
'Cause you wrote my name across your hand When I freak you understand There is not a thing you miss And I could get used to this
You make me breakfast in bed When I'm mixed up in my head You wake me with a kiss And I could get used to this
(And because of this, SHE smiled)
her smiles makes my heart on HIGH =) cya tml!!
macho claps 11:02 AM
:: Sunday, October 08, 2006 ::
i've given up, on giving up slowly...
i kinda made a promise to myself.. i told myself never to be sad again.. never to fall into the stench of melancholic..
i dont wanna lick my wound and eat some worms.. jesus pls help me.. i wanna be this emmotionally so stable guy who is able to see your grace in my life..
i wanna look at my situation saying "truly i'm delivered by God, beyond the shadow of any doubt"
....selah.....
you are my strength, oh whom my hands are so small to.. i'm weak but u are strong..
lord, i cant but to let you hold my hand.. my hands are of little strength, but mighty is yours.. i commit the little i have within mine into yours...
take my hand, and bring me out of this TODAY!!!
thanks =)
macho claps 9:20 PM
:: Friday, October 06, 2006 ::
if u want to hug me, i'll spread my arms...
if u want to kiss me, i'll close my eyes...
if u want to hold my hand, i'll hold yours first..
untill the day i die, i spill my heart for you baby...