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That we meet in our middle way,
on our way back down to earth.

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Pamela 11071995

I felt that night, on the stage, incredibly close to everything in the universe, but also extremely alone. I wondered, for the first time in my life, if life was worth all the work it took to live. What exactly made it worth it? What’s so horrible about being dead forever, and not feeling anything, and not even dreaming? What’s so great about feeling and dreaming?

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Saturday, April 24, 2010
Pretending someone else can come and save me from myself

Mid way





LEAVE OUT ALL THE REST

Sunday, April 18, 2010


Saturday, April 17, 2010

You got his heart and my heart and none of the pain.
You took your suitcase, I took the blame.
Now I'm tryna make sense of what little remains, oh.
'Coz you left me with no love, with no love to my name.

I like the beat :-)

She said I won the battle but I lost the war



Tell me if you see Kay

Friday, April 16, 2010

Didn't think I'd miss you that much.

Till...

Night.



Tried to write a letter
In ink
Its been getting better
I think
I got a piece of paper
But its empty
Its empty

Saturday, April 10, 2010



Not alone.


Leave the past in the past gonna find the future.



Wow how does Youtube recommend songs for you.




They are too good ready.

Friday, April 9, 2010
Wasted


ALL YOU CAN SEE IS HIM I'M NOT HERE BEING NICE DOES PAY ALL THE TIME I'M SURE ONE WHOLE WEEK DOING SOMETHING GOOD ENDING SO WELL NOW OH HE HAS A FEVER CAN YOU SEE THIS TAP?

Saturday, April 3, 2010

"We're like two strangers, weeping tears for different matters.
The only thing we've in common, is there is no one to comfort us."

:(




I miss that town / I miss the faces / You can't erase / You can't replace it / I miss it now / I can't believe it's / So hard to stay / Too hard to leave it

Friday, April 2, 2010




Went to the cemetry in the morning, woke up at 5.50am.

A week before today,

Me: I wanna go! Always have alot of food, although it isn't the main point but you know.
Sis: You're very materialistic.
Me: How is that materialistic!
Sis: Ok foodilistic.

Haha and it really isn't the main point.

:-)

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Morpheus: Do you believe in fate, Neo? Neo: No. Morpheus: Why not? Neo: Because I don't like the idea that I'm not in control of my life.

I like that very much.

//

Oh, so this is what we call the TK curse :(

Saturday, March 27, 2010