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buildings with a hundred floors,
spinning 'round revolving doors.
baby i don't know where they'll take me.

entries about chat links



breakaway
Let's break away.
Wednesday, July 2, 2008 // 16:17

Mixed feelings.

Not happy but can't cry.
Not sad but can't smile.

Abnormal person here.

I wish there's a blackhole or smt. Suck me in, I will b glad. -_-
I wish there's really a paradise or smt. Lead me there.
I wish there's a place without feelings. Boring, but at least nicer.
I wish there's someone who understands me, cos there isn't.
I wish there's no. Me.

Ha. Impossible.

Feeling:






weird.


Damn weird. Sadist sia.
Look more like. murder case. -_-