T H E S O N G S
[i]really//miss[you]. dj kinnie kin streaming the waves of s-club 7's [RIP] i really-miss-you. oh yeah. i do; rachel croons.
who do i miss? damn saddening. thats my new cool do. right thurr? whats that mean? pardon the incoherence. accompanied by its jargon. 2:40am. so, hrmm. yeap. still - am i given the leeway to bullshit the way i am? lame-O.
[the-day-you-went-away] - damn saddening song. blue uniforms. white mambo bag. cutesy pigtails. dreams - fresh ones. not ones that's evolved over time. not those forced to change with life's circumstances. not dashed by experience. note: do not fall in love. its addictive. - call me crazy. call me blind. to still be suffering is stupid after all this time. did i lose my love to someone better? we were letting go of something special. something we'll never have again. i know. i guess i really really know.
~Her heart strings are pulled into a realm of contradiction, as she mulls over the pearls. to her horror, he's arisen from the deepest oceans of her heart, along side the he. Why oh why? she asks herself. what oh what has she ever done wrong? she peruses over the might have beens. consequent effect. impregnanted was its notion of life. the might have beens, the could have beens, the would be's. A display - in its disarray - a coming together of it all. I am. she is only human enough - cursed and at the same time, blessed with her power to reminisce.
superstar* rang me this morning. jean picked it up. [our-song]. woke up. went to chapel st. initially drop lynne, qis and ja off. i ended up hangin out with them anywayz. sunday night imma regret this tiresome idle. raz went to KL this morning. Kin, nak kopi.. he said. hah.. never fails to crack me up.
let the moon shine softly on the boy i long to see? maybe when he dreams? he'll dream of me.
bleurgh...* wait. cynical kinnie, ur meant to go awwwww* ... surprised she's so cynical? warning: dont fall in love. its a poisonous addiction.
my next step is a step forward.
