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layout: lyricaltragedy
inspiration: reversescollide
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02 June 2006 @ 5:50 PM
// It ends tonight.
It's scary when each time a car passes by me on the way home from the bus stop, I have to resist this urge to walk onto the road and wait for Death to take me. To Hell or Heaven, I don't give a shit - just as long as it's far away from the world, more so the lie, that I'm living in right now. It's also really annoying when I raid the entire house for booze, all I can find is an Anchor. How the fuck can I feel a little less like shit with 4.5% alcohol I ask you. I used to finish all my homework when I'm not happy. Now I can't even be bothered to find my holiday assignments. My four-day headache's gone too. Damn. Just when I was hoping I'd get one of the symtoms for brain tumor. Anyway. Happy fucking holidays, everyone. (: P.S. I'm not depressed, so don't even think of trying to cheer me up. I'm just sick of life aights. Kthxbye.
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#1 superhero
Zelanie Jael Soh.
26 November 1989.
Hope SG.
Singapore Management University.
IB survivor.
zelly.fiedd@gmail.com
Forgiven.
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I'm finding my own words, my own little stage
My own epic drama, my own scripted page
I'll send you the rough draft, I'll seal it with tears
Maybe you'll read it and I'll reappear
From the start it was shaky and the characters rash
A nice setting for heartache, where emotions come last
All I have deep inside, to overcome this desire
Are friendly intentions and fairweather smiles
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02 June 2006 @ 5:50 PM
// It ends tonight.
It's scary when each time a car passes by me on the way home from the bus stop, I have to resist this urge to walk onto the road and wait for Death to take me. To Hell or Heaven, I don't give a shit - just as long as it's far away from the world, more so the lie, that I'm living in right now. It's also really annoying when I raid the entire house for booze, all I can find is an Anchor. How the fuck can I feel a little less like shit with 4.5% alcohol I ask you. I used to finish all my homework when I'm not happy. Now I can't even be bothered to find my holiday assignments. My four-day headache's gone too. Damn. Just when I was hoping I'd get one of the symtoms for brain tumor. Anyway. Happy fucking holidays, everyone. (: P.S. I'm not depressed, so don't even think of trying to cheer me up. I'm just sick of life aights. Kthxbye.
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thank you, god
At this moment there are 6,656,482,412 people in the world.
Some are running scared.
Some are coming home.
Some tell lies to make it through the day.
Others are just now facing the truth.
Some are evil men, at war with good.
And some are good, struggling with evil.
Six billion people in the world.
Six billion souls.
And sometimes - all you need is one.
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