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Have you ever felt like a present that was bought from a shop after such a long period of waiting on the shelf for the right owner? Have you ever felt that when you’re finally bought by your owner, you’re the luckiest present alive? Have you ever felt how much you know you would make your owner happy and be the best he/she ever bought? Have you ever been bought on impulse that when you got to your new home, your owner just leaves you aside? Have you ever got so cherished in the beginning by the owner that everyday he/she takes you out to admire? Have you got dumped aside for the longest period without getting looked at? Have you ever been told that you were loved? Have you ever felt like you were only taken to look at when you are needed? Have you felt alone on that shelf of yours; not knowing when will be the next time? Have you ever felt like you were a present that is admired by one? I think it's getting to the point where I can be myself again I think it's getting to the point where we have almost made amends I think it's the getting to the point that is the hardest part. And if you call, I will answer and if you fall, I'll pick you up and if you court this disaster I'll point you home You think I only think about you when we're both in the same room You think I'm only here to witness the remains of love exhumed You think we're here to playa game of who loves more than whom And if you call, I will answer and if you fall, I'll pick you up and if you court this disaster, I'll point you home You think it's only fair to do what's best for you and you alone You think it's only fair to do the same to me when you're not home I think it's time to make this something that is more than only fair So if you call, I will answer and if you fall, I'll pick you up and if you court this disaster I'll point you home. But I'm warning you, don't ever dothose crazy, messed up things that you do If you ever do I promise you I'll be the first to crucity you Now it's time to prove that you've come back here to rebuild. Barenaked ladies (Call and answer) The day and her busy day at school The girl is walking aimlessly at Tampines The sleep is insufficient. The phone is just there. The obsessed blogger is writing crap. The left over ramblings. The music continues. The bed's calling. The lead to emo trips. The 6th is here. The missing period of my life. The clueless mind The endless thoughts The need to talk to someone The need of prayer The girl The perfect imperfection The signing out ~the girl~
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+*In Perfect SiLence*+
+*inteRest*!+
+*LookinG ARounD*!+
+*BoreD?*+
Click on START first, and wait till the background color changes. Once it changes, hit STOP! The addiction starts here..
+*Weren't they just memories?*!+
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*RAmblinGs oF a bEaUtiFuL LeTdoWn@ 10:54 PM*