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never saw it coming.
i should have started running.
Monday, January 02, 2006
thinking about thoughts,that should have crossed my mind a thousand times before. a facade i can only re create with the images of you, that are somehow locked in the memories of my yesterdays. i can't find the reasons to why it still hurts me so.lost in the mirages of maybes and could nots. i still can't get up on my feet and face the world.cause all i can look forward to,all i can think ahout ...is when can i ever hold you back in my arms again.that's all i ever think of.you've become my sub concious reliance ...that i can't give up.=like oh my god. its like so freaking long since i typred here. god damn it. gosh. i am not sure what is really going on for the moment. but i know one thing ... relationships with girls are definately no more for me. at least for now. i ain't interested in anyone , cept for one. so yeah. gosh. been clubbing ... rather drinking like a fish. and its like no one's business. i can only smile and watch it all go by. not that i am complaining that i am not happy with it. ... but , yeah. this is going to be so new for me ... i am scaring myself out of my own underwear. beat that. heh. tomorrow's school starting. and i have yet to figure out how in the world i am going to get to school. i have been sleeping so late ... i have been waking up at the wee hours of the morning just to write. cause some how ... inspiration finds me at that particular timing. nice one eh ???oh well. school is tomorrow. and i can feel the lost in me coming out again. heh. this is my cynical mind telling myself i will be okie. -kaye/. drowning in the solitude i carved out.
memories locked at Monday, January 02, 2006
all about me;
kaaye\. 19years.
22nd november 1987.
overgrown kid.
taken.
my sanity's long gone.
likes\.
hanging out with my friends ; ALOT.
nice tasting alcohol in general ; erdinger ; mojito ; moet or blessed vc.
trance ; house ; rock ; alternative ; punk ; metal ; bossa nova / jazz.
new gadgets.
baking ; cupcakes and all.
shiny stuff.
the sun , the sand , the water = THE BEACH !!!
slacking like there is no such thing as time.
dislikes\.
the people i hate are all irritating !!!
horrid people ; with appalling characters.
people with horrid manners.
insects and such.
bad weather.
headaches ; ankle sprains.
BAD COFFEE !!!
greens.
wish list\.
that calculator casio watch.
that pair of rock and republic pants.
that perfect messenger bag.
that new PDA !!!
that new laptop.
that pair of adidas shoe-wees.
that pair of tiger shoe-wees.
that new jacket.
that nike haversack.
that new tops from pull and bear.
that new pair of jeans.
that flesh imp top.
that head porter bag.
that pair of lacoste shoe-wees.
entries;
profile;
shouts;
plugs;
past;
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