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Saturday, February 27, 2010

Broken Strings
Let me hold you
For the last time
It's the last chance to feel again
But you broke me
Now I can't feel anything

When I love you
It's so untrue
I can't even convince myself
When I'm speaking
It's the voice of someone else

Oh it tears me up
I tried to hold on but it hurts too much
I tried to forgive but it's not enough
To make it all okay

You can't play on broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that ain't real

Oh the truth hurts
A lie is worse
I can't like it anymore
And I love you a little less than before

Oh what are we doing
We are turning into dust
Playing house in the ruins of us

Running back through the fire
When there's nothing left to save
It's like chasing the very last train
When it's too late too late

Oh it tears me up
I tried to hold on but it hurts too much
I tried to forgive but it's not enough
To make it all okay

You can't play on broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that ain't real

Oh the truth hurts
A lie's worse
I can't like it anymore
When I love you a little less than before

But we're running through the fire
When there's nothing left to say
It's like chasing the very last train
When we both know it's too late [too late]

You can't play on broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that ain't real

Oh the truth hurts
A lie's worse
I can't like it anymore
When I love you a little less than before

Oh and I love you a little less than before

Let me hold you for the last time
It's the last chance to feel again

11:32 AM


Saturday, February 6, 2010

At The Brink
whatever i said, i ain't defending ANYONE.
as a friend, i just don't want you to become like this.

i'm just so so so so so sad and disappointed.

i hope you read this and understand.
i hope you could change.
not for me, but for yourself.


9:12 PM




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Sujatha!
Exists since 10 May
17, turning 18 this year!
Aspires to be a police officer or chef
I love my friends alot =)
And sth quite important.
I'm not 100% indian, not 100%chinese.
And most importantly, i'm 0% malay
I'm 51% chinese, 49% indian!


If i had $$!

Bike lisence!!!
Kawasaki bike =)
Bag
More t-shirts
Magic Poker Cards ( i wanna learn! )
Another Perfume
GUCCI LANYARD!!!!
Striped pullovers!!
Black checkered LV wallet

Say Your Shit !



Listen to Me.




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