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? Tagboard
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Wednesday, June 4, 2008
hello. whoosh. this whole week got NO basketball trainings. oh yeahhs. tomorrow i'll be out almost the whole day. going to bugis with eli they all. but mostly p6? hope donovan going, then i can see his zai hair again. (: and wth. i am like banned from dying my hair till 18. E-I-G-H-T-E-E-N. it is like, one, two, three four, five more years to go. my mum almost took my dye away. and, my grandma wants me to help her dye HER hair with MY dye after her current dye wears off. wtf. sad. evelyn jio me go her hse but i can't go. cos, no one else is jio-able. ahhs. gtgs. bbyes (: |