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Happy Endings Are for Fairy Tales - Forgetting.Eternity
take a brief glimpse by clicking the letters
take a brief glimpse by clicking the letters
there's no way out, the only way out is to give in
when there's no way out, the only way out is to give in
How I love to ...give in
j.wong; never an easy answer
carpe diem quam minimum credula postero
seize the day, trust no tomorrows;
that which does not kill me makes me stronger
when there's no way out, the only way out is to give in
How I love to ...give in
{/The Face Behind The Mask --
Do you really want to know?
j.wong; never an easy answer
carpe diem quam minimum credula postero
seize the day, trust no tomorrows;
that which does not kill me makes me stronger
Here no one sleeps, one lays up while the other lies down
Where no one sleeps, one lays up while the other lies down
Ask the line on your face what the line on your hand meant
We,we couldn't see what was coming
She wasnt very happy in this house decorated with deep coloured wood. The beauty of the house was rather harsh and unforgiving, but this was her home away from home. Things always go from bad to worse and these cold halls echo the tears shes shead. The door always seems to be further and further away. This wasnt love. The perception of love was different in her eyes. As it stands, there is no more room for error in the house of grudges. How will she survive what seems like eternity in this ice box. How will she survive...
*Knives dont have your back is the CD being listened to at the moment
it seemed like a good, fitting title.
Where no one sleeps, one lays up while the other lies down
Ask the line on your face what the line on your hand meant
We,we couldn't see what was coming
{/Knives Dont Have Your Back - EH --
Friday, August 10, 2007 ( 9:33 p.m. )
She wasnt very happy in this house decorated with deep coloured wood. The beauty of the house was rather harsh and unforgiving, but this was her home away from home. Things always go from bad to worse and these cold halls echo the tears shes shead. The door always seems to be further and further away. This wasnt love. The perception of love was different in her eyes. As it stands, there is no more room for error in the house of grudges. How will she survive what seems like eternity in this ice box. How will she survive...
*Knives dont have your back is the CD being listened to at the moment
it seemed like a good, fitting title.
Shake your head it's empty
Shake your hips move your feet
Shake your head it's empty
Shake your hips move your feet
Shake your head it's empty
{/Beats & Rhythms --
it's the words of my soul
I'm so glad that I'm an island
I'm so glad that I'm an island
I'm so glad that I'm an island now
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designer  DancingSheep
I'm so glad that I'm an island
I'm so glad that I'm an island now
{/Never Look Back --
watch me waste my life away
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{/credits --
designer  DancingSheep
Sickness was fixing me some
Coughed out my heart in the last stall
Now that the damage is done
I never miss it at all
So you might ask yourself "why am i reading this". Well, no one said you had to.
This is simply an online journal, mostly of the worst of days because sometimes we're just not ready to let go of those emotions. Somtimes you don't want to feel better. Sometimes you just want to be angry, or sad. For me reading over everything helps me stay that way. I know it sounds weird but sometimes we need to hit rock bottom, hell, before we can get better. These memories are hard to relive, hard to forget. So until I find a better way to deal with all these bottled up emotions, here they will stay.
Coughed out my heart in the last stall
Now that the damage is done
I never miss it at all
{/In The End --
this one's for you
So you might ask yourself "why am i reading this". Well, no one said you had to.
This is simply an online journal, mostly of the worst of days because sometimes we're just not ready to let go of those emotions. Somtimes you don't want to feel better. Sometimes you just want to be angry, or sad. For me reading over everything helps me stay that way. I know it sounds weird but sometimes we need to hit rock bottom, hell, before we can get better. These memories are hard to relive, hard to forget. So until I find a better way to deal with all these bottled up emotions, here they will stay.