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Happy Endings Are for Fairy Tales - Forgetting.Eternity
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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
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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
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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
No matter what happens, we'll always have each other but through every hurt and every tear those words seem to lose their meaning till eventually "always" becomes forgotten. Even though promises and those classic best friends forever lines get worn out, you'll never forget about that people that you once held that true for.
Its funny how one game, one loss can make you realize how messed up your whole entire life has been up to that point. You start thinking "what did I do wrong? What could i have changed?" So many "what if's" and "if only's" but you don't find enough answers for you to find reassurance in. One thought leads to another, like having a massive train derail in your mind. Eventually your mind revisits memories of one or two people, the ones you have only broken promises to remember by. You think..how many times you've tried to get rid of those memories- the ones that bring back tears your no longer willing to let out anymore. You can't even remember why everything started falling apart in the first place and you start to question your own judgment.
When it finally hits you, you realize the infatuation with the hope of those people ever coming back is what undid you. You think that getting rid of them from you completely will make things better so you try and try but no matter what they linger in your heart. Have you ever thought that if someone wont get out of your mind maybe they're suppose to be there?
maybe they're suppose to be there,
maybe they're suppose to be there,
maybe they're suppose to be there.
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
{/old entries rock my socks --
Sunday, January 6, 2008 ( 1:03 p.m. )
No matter what happens, we'll always have each other but through every hurt and every tear those words seem to lose their meaning till eventually "always" becomes forgotten. Even though promises and those classic best friends forever lines get worn out, you'll never forget about that people that you once held that true for.
Its funny how one game, one loss can make you realize how messed up your whole entire life has been up to that point. You start thinking "what did I do wrong? What could i have changed?" So many "what if's" and "if only's" but you don't find enough answers for you to find reassurance in. One thought leads to another, like having a massive train derail in your mind. Eventually your mind revisits memories of one or two people, the ones you have only broken promises to remember by. You think..how many times you've tried to get rid of those memories- the ones that bring back tears your no longer willing to let out anymore. You can't even remember why everything started falling apart in the first place and you start to question your own judgment.
When it finally hits you, you realize the infatuation with the hope of those people ever coming back is what undid you. You think that getting rid of them from you completely will make things better so you try and try but no matter what they linger in your heart. Have you ever thought that if someone wont get out of your mind maybe they're suppose to be there?
maybe they're suppose to be there,
maybe they're suppose to be there,
maybe they're suppose to be there.
but...icantlivewithouttheoneperson;iwanttolivewith out
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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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.