So close yet so far..
Thursday, 27 October 2011
Monday, 24 October 2011
Thursday, 20 October 2011
Tuesday, 18 October 2011
Monday, 17 October 2011
I can never be truly honest (by honest, I mean completely open) about anything cause there's no such thing as 'private' on the internet. Sometimes I wish someone would just read my mind and feel what I feel. That'll be a true intrusion on privacy, but let's add on and off switch whether to allow or not such thing. My point is, sometimes I want these things to be read or understood by someone, most of the time I just want to be alone.
Okay. Thanks. Bye
Okay. Thanks. Bye
Friday, 7 October 2011
Someone asked a wise man:
"what’s the meaning of "Woman"?
He replied:
He replied:
“She is like a surface of glass, transparent that you can see inside. The more you wipe it gently, the more it will shine, and you can see your reflection on it, as if the woman is preserving your image inside of her shyly. If you break it one day, it will be so hard for you to collect its shattered pieces again. If you did collect them to stick them, it won’t be back to the way it was. It will always be disfigured. Every time you pass your hand on the fracture zones ( "scars" ) you will hurt your hand."
Thursday, 6 October 2011
Too many shadows in my room
Too many hours in this midnight
Too many corners in my mind
So much to do to set my heart right
Oh it's taking so long i could be wrong, i could be ready
Oh but if i take my heart's advice
I should assume it's still unsteady
I am in repair, i am in repair
Stood on the corner for a while
To wait for the wind to blow down on me
Hoping it takes with it my old ways
And brings some brand new luck upon me
Oh it's taking so long i could be wrong, i could be ready
Oh but if i take my heart's advice
I should assume it's still unsteady
I am in repair, i am in repair
And now i'm walking in a park
All of the birds they dance below me
Maybe when things turn green again
It will be good to say you know me
Oh it's taking so long i could be wrong, i could be ready
Oh but if i take my heart's advice
I should assume it's still unsteady
Oh, yeah i'm never really ready
I'm in repair, i'm not together but i'm getting there
Too many hours in this midnight
Too many corners in my mind
So much to do to set my heart right
Oh it's taking so long i could be wrong, i could be ready
Oh but if i take my heart's advice
I should assume it's still unsteady
I am in repair, i am in repair
Stood on the corner for a while
To wait for the wind to blow down on me
Hoping it takes with it my old ways
And brings some brand new luck upon me
Oh it's taking so long i could be wrong, i could be ready
Oh but if i take my heart's advice
I should assume it's still unsteady
I am in repair, i am in repair
And now i'm walking in a park
All of the birds they dance below me
Maybe when things turn green again
It will be good to say you know me
Oh it's taking so long i could be wrong, i could be ready
Oh but if i take my heart's advice
I should assume it's still unsteady
Oh, yeah i'm never really ready
I'm in repair, i'm not together but i'm getting there