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For your eyes only
I know somewhere
We'll find a little place for you and me
It all turned out a different way
Can't feel the pulse in our veins
So weak today
We'll let our heart beat guide us though the dark
Just trust me

We have to go a thousand oceans wide
One thousand dark years when time has died
A thousand stars are passing by
We have to go a thousand oceans wide
A thousand times against an endless tide
We'll be free to live our life



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Am I getting better or am I just used to the pain?

Having a splitting headache now and wondering why I'm not in bed resting. *sigh* Looks like I won't be able to go out to get my new bag today. Maybe tomorrow after school... After the shit blogging etiquette course I guess...

I think there's something wrong with me, like the problem's gradually growing. It's not like I eat a lot during dinner but these few days I've been really hungry, feeling like I can eat double my usual portion, which happened, as I tried today. *shrugs* Let's hope it won't turn out to be anything bad.

Anyway, did some thinking just now. It's a wonder how some people can complain about how good their life is, as if their life is the worst one among us all. I don't even want to start comparing because it doesn't matter, you won't understand it at all.

Also, I've bumped into a few of my old friends and getting little flashbacks at the moment. It's not like I'll stop in the middle of the path or anything, it's just that... I find it unusual. Maybe there really is something wrong with me. But I've already accepted that fact and, am moving on (again).

| 21.10.08 8:39 PM
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