Monday, November 13, 2006
There's a fine line between love and hate.And I don't mind.Just let me say that.
I like that.
I like that.
Something's getting in the way.
Something's just about to break.I will try to find my place in the diary of Jane.
As I burn another page,
As I look the other way.I still try to find my place in the diary of Jane.
So tell me how it should be.Desperate, I will crawl.Waiting for so long.
No love, there is no love.Die for anyone.
What have I become ???=
it didn't hit me the first time it happened.
it didn't hit me the second time it happened.
neither did it hit me the thrid time it happened.it hit me when i realised that it hit me three times already. you get the difference ???
it didn't hit me at anyone of those times. but ... now with the most lethal blow it hit.
'hello heaven , want to take me in ??? i promise to be as good as in can.'elo. monday.
i have this love and hate relationship with you.i tend to forget.
i am still alive.and this is part and parcle of the whole alive crap.
to take the medicine that cures everything.before i loose everything.
wait people. just one point to make.
everything is made to be lost or broken for that matter. everything is. think about it. everything is.
we are alone in this world from the time we are born to the time that we pass on to the other side. we are alone. take it or leave it. it is the plain truth that none would accept. that none thinks about.
everyone believes in heaven and hell. frankly , its all about the place you live in. am i not ???
we all don't go to heaven or hell , if there wasn't religion. we won't have anything of that happening to us. nothing of that we would believe.
if other humans than ourselves cocked this kinda cock up.i hope.
my point is being made.
somehow.HA !
kaaye\.- you said.
i believed.
i was fooled.
memories locked at Monday, November 13, 2006