SATURDAY 22 APRi'm feeling damn poetic now. cos of some people's blogs, and some literary work. yups.don't read this post. it's just crap.i wonder, why we fall so easily.whyfriendship is just so fragilewhy,we live, and then die.no regrets, no happiness.why,there is nothing in the worldto live for.why, some people spend so much time worrying about something, but some peoplejust don't give a damn.why,
there're so many why's in the world.
why
we can't make time stop.
why
we can't go back to the past.
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cannonball;
stars taught me to fly,
love taught me to lie
and life taught me to die
so it's not hard to fall,
when you float like a cannonball.
bleh.
just some normal crap lah.
