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i wish...
A time for everything. Letting Go. ♥
I need a life
Samstag, November 26, 2005
cHaRoN posted at 8:45 PM

now. want to fall...
in love.
want to take care of someone and learn to love him.
am I selfish?
just want to do something like that.
there is someone around
but I wish for more.
Is there more than what I can ever grasp?
Losing...sometimes think I am so weak, so vulnerable.
so lousy, no self control.

Is it really chasing beyond my dream?
I need someone to take care of me too.
haiz.
sorry I am like that.
giving up so easily.

I like, I like.
Who do I really like?
Christmas. I want to be with....
Become so indifferent, that I kind of hate myself.
but then, I don't want to put on a false front.
Am I still likeable?
Haha....always afraid.
of how others view me.

Determined to love, determined not to fall easily for the wrong one.
Difficult tasks.
Always fall short of my standards.
Wished I hadn't emotions to signal me.

Fall in, fall out.
like now. but afraid. For what lor...no purpose is this weak feeling of 'like'.
haiz. bleak.
That gurl

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