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Its Only Life - Kate Voegele
Monday, March 06, 2006

why cant?
why should?
why would?

"........its never ryte to assume tyngs
its never ryte to conclude tyngs
in dis little piece..
where tyngs is never true..
like d word yu call lurve
which keeps hurting you......."

d dae was fine
really fine
tho iwas late fer skool
rushe din a cab
i wuld liek to thank st hildas secndary school and primary school fer mergin their bloody school
whhc enables me to weait infrnt of the bus door w.o alighting it...
so i was a lil bit moody lah
my mind wasnt at ease
along the wa ei kept tynkyng
i haf dis feelingw here ders neevr a song whch suit ward im feeling
its too realistic
and reality is shit
didnt manage to get my magazine standardised
so culdnt show
wasnt happy at sum and sum peple
but bl;ueh
i remeberd ward dey said
so aftyer class went to lepaks cz decided nt to watch movie
i didnt wnna watch sum movie lah
and sum dunwan so we go lor lepaks
=was suposed to joke
but sum tyng happen so kinda scrwed sums mood
bahh
my frends
i still lurv eyu guys k larlyngs and saynags...
klah im gna do my vicente poster and d poem
im in d mood to write crap but i dun feel right bout it
now to choose whch to use..
maybe i right a new one
it always feels good to write new tyngs...

few more days till my bfs off to army...
i aint worried..
im jus nt feelin shit


"......weneevr ders yu,i felt me
wenever ders me, i dun feel you...
dreams are present to keep yu afloat
but reality always appear to make yu drip
....till yu drown...
clearing d shit..."


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