tis blog is to inform everyone that the owner of tis blog no longer exist.
it is easier to be nasty,
its easier to be mean.
its pointless to be happy.
its useless to be nice.
so dun be too nice to me,
the only perosn who'll get hurt
is you.
life has no meaning anymore.
i'm a living corps
living each day like a robot.
i'm an empty shell
the thing u see is just a facade.
finally there's no more pain
no more sorrow.
completely numb.
just like a tin man,
no heart just hollow.
hopeless self,
wasted life,
mind in poverty.
loafing soul.
the person everyone once knew
died 3 weeks ago.
what you see now
is just what you think is there
its just a figment of you imagination.
there's no turning back.
cos she's gone.
no one will wonder where.
no one will wonder why.
all will be relieved n happy
that she's gone.
no more garbage trucks
no more pessimism
no more bubbly cheery adeline
cos to her there's no tomorrow,
and today is history.
He replied, “Because you have so little faith. I tell you the truth, if you have faith as small as a MUSTARD SEED, you can say to this mountain, ‘Move from here to there’ and it will move. Nothing will be impossible for you.” - matthew 17:20
"I wanna tell you something, at a certain point in your life, probably when too much of it has gone by. You will open your eyes, and see yourself for who you are. Especially for everything that made you so different from all the awful normals. And you will say to yourself but I am this person, and in that statement, there will be a kind of love. " - Phoebe In Wonderland
September 28, 2008
September 4, 2008
..........How did i became insane.........
here's the thing abt me....
when i want others to like the person i wanna be,
often i end up being unlikable.
when i want others to like the person i wanna be,
often i end up being unlikable.
how did i become so mentally uncontrollable?
lost all goal, lost all zest,
lost all motivation, and furvor of life's interest.
all hope n dreams have turned to vapour.
only thing stopping me returning to nature,
is knowing its an act of stupidity,
and a little voice calling inside of me.
nothing i do is of excellence.
my whole existence a complete abundance.
how could anyone have benefited from me?
all i bring is hurt and negativity.
can't find a single thing i'm good at.
can only remember things that are bad.
digging the pit i'm standing in,
looking at the rate that i am going
i can never get me out
of all this self doubt.
exposed to the gloom of a lonesome city
soaking up hatred and self pity.
there's little others can do to help,
almost impossible without a doubt.
its all up to Me with a capital 'M'
to put these behaviour to an end.
when will all these nonsense stop?
putting Love right on the TOP.
rejecting Love was how it started,
"what's there to love" and so i muttered.
after sorting for far too long,
not knowing what went wrong,
going after the things i don't need,
getting hurt and heart left to bleed.
the light of thee
brightly shining down at me.
thou unconditional grace and mercy,
thawed my heart so cold and icy.
lost all motivation, and furvor of life's interest.
all hope n dreams have turned to vapour.
only thing stopping me returning to nature,
is knowing its an act of stupidity,
and a little voice calling inside of me.
nothing i do is of excellence.
my whole existence a complete abundance.
how could anyone have benefited from me?
all i bring is hurt and negativity.
can't find a single thing i'm good at.
can only remember things that are bad.
digging the pit i'm standing in,
looking at the rate that i am going
i can never get me out
of all this self doubt.
exposed to the gloom of a lonesome city
soaking up hatred and self pity.
there's little others can do to help,
almost impossible without a doubt.
its all up to Me with a capital 'M'
to put these behaviour to an end.
when will all these nonsense stop?
putting Love right on the TOP.
rejecting Love was how it started,
"what's there to love" and so i muttered.
after sorting for far too long,
not knowing what went wrong,
going after the things i don't need,
getting hurt and heart left to bleed.
the light of thee
brightly shining down at me.
thou unconditional grace and mercy,
thawed my heart so cold and icy.
September 1, 2008
inspiring talented pp.
this is sungha jung started playing guitar since 9 yrs old (below).
(below) now 11yr old, here is a song he composed
one word for both of them... awesome...
(below) now 11yr old, here is a song he composed
one word for both of them... awesome...
BLUE RIBBON CHAMPAIGNE
Singapore should start these in our schools.
people are turning colder by the min.
can't see the warmth of human hearts anymore.
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