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Its Only Life - Kate Voegele
Wednesday, August 02, 2006
gold big mac award

i wuld liek to thank syla and kathy for being d best girlfrends
wen big mac became gold, ill award yu guys wif it
cheers to makin me shut up and jus tell me deyll be der for me once i cracked frm all dis safekeepin boxes..
yeah...

"..dunoe if i shuld let yu noe or waste it out wish i noe jus ward to do..."

n for nw dats song became a dejavu
i lurve it bad for 3 yers
and nw its cumin back
and i still am
well yahoo to dat
bahhh
seriusly...i wish i culd jus throw away ward ever dat started it

skool was tiring
i was uptomostly upset to my ideas
well yey
it was accepted but i jsu culdnt figure out why i culd put it hard on msyelf while brainstormin for shit
well yeah
henrys rite difficult bt yu culd try
always
i always haf difficult shit
well yeah life as it was told to evryone

werk besok
im werkin to pay off my leftover for singtel
my overdued starhub
and of course my looong awaited pink issey
and clothes galore wif d sale on hold
yep im ryte

i hafnt been sleepin right
maybe i shuld revive d ld black dusty book
it used to be painful
bt more melodious wif a fine tune
i feel fine aftr sheddin sharp tears

till activities last a whole life time
smile to enjoy evry heartfel moments
and laughter filling the air for memories
i wuld crave for dat
well its top on my wishlist
well if yure my bestfren yull noe best...
and if yur my luver yull stop the craving
and tell evryone dat im d only one left...

craving kills d beast...


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