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spin this cobweb fantasy. ♥

And words yet to be spoken
Will fall upon the page
Spelling out true vehement
Of where I am
About my entire life that I need to say.

forge a pretence. ♥

Hating me won't make you pretty.

EMILY TAN.
17th December
saggitaurus.
ex-atsite.

an unsocial reclusive life. ♥

The Masquerade
Look behind those eyes.
We’re all living in disguise.
Cowardly, we hide.
Afraid to be hurt by lies.
Pursue for Happiness we take part,
Of this unpredictable charade.
We dance through the hall.
Watch us prance.
Watch us twirl.
What a glorious play for all.
Where we’re still just strangers at heart.

Plugboard. ♥


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historical moments. ♥

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bittersweet symphony. ♥

I woke you up before
you had the chance to dream.
You almost missed the dance
but never skipped a beat.
I'll be here forever
Don't give up,
I won't give up on you.
I've been loyal without
having something to prove.
I'm not a killer,
I'm just killing your doubts
Even if you leave to
and you look for something better
soon you'll see
that you're addicted to me.

altruistic love. ♥

Lovedrops♥
x x x x
Tuesday, 4 May 2010
♥ 9:17:00 pm

Pardon my lousy english due the fatigue I'm suffering due to being stuck in the immense heat this afternoon.Tennis was crazy but I really enjoyed myself.the team bonding was truly amazing.


Over dinner with the team,I started to recall secondary school times where you have an amazing group of friends who you can totally tell anything to.and even after graduating,it may come to surprise to most,but we all manage to remain so close.
I remembered how tracy turned her back and insulted little ms shortie about her inverted eyebrows(you should have seen the look on her drag queen face.speechless.) and how we joked about her bff who never fails to wear a sports bra hence her deformed boobs!mind you,it was so despo-rado of her to ask a guy out on V'day.epic.obviously,the turned out was as expected - no date.[Hint: Sec. 1 - blue fat wanna-be ballerina!]Furthermore the insecurity of how she would lament to my friend about how she has no guys chasing her.I swear all of this sends tears rolling down my cheek.It seems even after graduation,you would presume all that has to be known would have been stated,yet I managed to find out about the craziest things like how the gorilla managed to be attached. Perhaps you might comment how mean it is to bitch,but I guess all this is simply the truth? :P