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current:
song| mr. brightside
by| the killers
mood| good


jealousy; turning saints into the sea
swimming through sick lullabys
choking on your alibi
but it's just a price i pay
destiny is calling me
open up my EAGER eyes - coz i'm mr. bightside


i just can't look - it's killing me; and taking control


hello jolene.
i hate your alarm =\lol but it's alright, i'll get you a new one for christmas.


studied a little with wenling today,
but we ended up talking most of the time
oh well - bummer
but i miss old times
i miss classes in secondary school
i miss all the friends
all the excitement.
all the joy (and pain, yes)
i miss 2004.


gotta gotta get down

myprayer` 8:15 PM