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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Friday, June 26, 2009
MJ IMY. D: Michael Jackson's gone. D: Just beat it. Ahah hello. Ah MJ's gone. I'm damn sad can. DDD: Omg I'm tired D: May or may not be watching Transformers tonight! D: I wanna watch tonight!!!! Haha today. I woke up quite early, so I went to wake my sister & brother up instead. Then did stuffs then did a little of maths. Lunch then headed for Jodie's house. Met M on the way HAHAHA. Jodie's house- Ate yoghurt self entertained myself stuffs.. got deprived of MJ & Elvis hahah. Oh check out M's blog! History project's done. :D Balled a little at park. Gawd that path that leads to the MRT had lots of dogs. D: Ah I love that shop ahahahaha. :D Mrt bus then home. Was doing math just now! Hahahaha quite fun eh maths! :D My internet's lagging like crap. AH I WANNA WATCH TRANSFORMERS TONIGHT! Buh bye. |