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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Thursday, June 5, 2008
HELLO(: ouch. soar throat, early in the morning. drank cold water to numb it. yesaaah. it's thursday and i'm going to bugis. lols. i forgot why i'm going there for though... :P oops. oh yes. broke up. thanks for cheering me up Ji Ren. and eli, who is-going-to-comfort me. lols at the jokes u gave. thanks. ripped this pic off HUA CHUAN's frienster. ![]() pity yao ming's armpit. YUCK ! -.= and look, the number on his jersey is 13. (: bbyes(: |