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Live. Love. And Let Die. In this continuous journey of life, What do we yearn for exactly? We are all like fireworks; we climb, shine and always go our separate ways and become further apart. Then even if that time comes, lets not disappear like a firework, and continue to shine, forever. / I wasn’t intent on monopolizing you; I just wanted you to need me / People always say how you only discover how precious something is only when you lose it, but I think, you only recognize it when you see it a second time face to face.
emo.

seriously my life sucks, but who knows? this is rubbish lahhh i ain't talking about results or what bah, but for those who didn't do well jiayou and do well for the next time then, its not the end of the world if you never score as high as you desired
ahhhhhh, i hear them arguing in the background, i dont know lah, life is all so torn up and who knows what the fuck are they arguing over, it so destroys this thing called home. do they get this sense of satisfaction for continuing to like argue with one another and blahhh blah blahhh, a vicious cycle that continues to move on which i am stuck within thought i want no part of it. in this empty and desolate place, nothing is around, nothing exist to fill this gap. and what? life goes on. albeit all the tears, the crack, the torn fabric, this collective unit must carry on. somehow someway. i feel so torn this days and then sometimes i dont know how i continue living in this kind of place, i seems to have everything, maybe, but i dont think i do, do i look like i have everything, perhaps, but to me, i dont and i never will. i'm so fucked up now, seriously sometimes i wonder how i have survived for like 15 years. i seem to have a lot of problem dont i? welllll what can i say, it just so happens i live in a broken family, ending up like from one doesnt seem to surprise me in anyway. anw also dont have alot of ppl see this blog then i here keep crap to myself only, its like this only place where i can like talk to myself and like empty all the crap thats is within me to this empty cyberspace. it so darn stupid for me to write this but somehow i just do, its not like they will see, its not like they will every know, its not like they will ever be aware of what am i feeling, its not like they will ever know what i want. Sometimes i cant really help but then they suck or something lah they are like so useless, i dont ask for much, i just want the basic, its perhaps the most elementary of all lah, i ask for a simple happy family.parents are suppose to be your final fortress against everything and all that and always there to help u and all that but i cant stomach the fact that most of the problem ulitmately stems from them, i dont know how the hell am i going to continue, it seems to be like a tunnel that has not open out yet, more like an endless pit. ahhhhhh, dont be surprised if i somehow disappear one day.
i seeem to have written alot of rubbish ppl who might have read please be a dear and dont advertise my blog.

speaking of which i kinda feel like i have like broken my left arm which is like hurting like mad currently thanks to tenh and i am running a fecer, fml.