summertime.

the best summer ever; because of you.

My first summer with you, was also the best.
For I learnt how to love, and how love feels like.
I had my first kiss, my first touch, my first hugs.
I learnt that to love someone, you learn to let them go.
I learnt that to love someone, you learn to let yourself go too; for them.

whispers of summer her story friends birdsongs memories sunrays

sometimes what i want to say isn't apparent through what you just see(:

Sunday, August 20, 2006

misunderstood.

misunderstood.

everything's my fault. why dont you try being me for a while? why cant you just understand that i have my problems too? was i destined to be your scapegoat? was i destined to take the blame for everything that goes wrong?

or maybe the only problems you think are problems are your own. well they're not. too bad.

or maybe it's just me. why are you such a freak jiaying. everyone hates you.

8:51 pm

Sunday, August 20, 2006

misunderstood.

8:51 pm
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