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so we'd spread love like violence; ♥
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환영
♥ rai·son d'ê·tre (rā'zōn dět'rə,) {존재 이유}n. pl.reason or justification for being or existence 나는
naomi jung 서여정, 三浦 なおみ 29 june 1992 ngee ann poly mass communications Rorsharch ink blot Pianist J Tune Entertainment & ooooh, Rain 비 = ♥
Heart of God Church ♥ b41
/more about me 나의 남편!
누구지?
정지훈/Rain/Jihoon - the husband. 용어
Ajumma (아줌마) : Auntie 할말!
친구
♥ Heart Of God Church 명사
♥ Abingdon Boys School 블로그
Blogs I read: 주크박스
과거
11월 2005 12월 2005 1월 2006 2월 2006 3월 2006 4월 2006 5월 2006 6월 2006 7월 2006 8월 2006 9월 2006 10월 2006 11월 2006 12월 2006 1월 2007 2월 2007 3월 2007 4월 2007 5월 2007 6월 2007 7월 2007 8월 2007 9월 2007 10월 2007 11월 2007 12월 2007 1월 2008 2월 2008 3월 2008 4월 2008 5월 2008 6월 2008 7월 2008 8월 2008 9월 2008 10월 2008 11월 2008 12월 2008 감사
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화요일, 10월 09, 2007, 11:29 오후
` 783; -![]() Would you take me away into somewhere far away Just appearing never disappearing You came to my bedroom one winter night Stroked my face Covered me with a blanket and then you were gone back into the night to the glitz and glamour of your work Suddenly I see your reflection in the mirror Illuminated by the doorframe Softly smiling Now the autumn leaves are blowing back up into the sky I just want to fall asleep with you in my arms We believe in this perpetual love, 라벨: poem 토요일, 5월 12, 2007, 9:16 오전
` 601; - and I saw that fire in your eyes.As I was silently waiting for you in the rain that was pouring ever so slightly you came out and there was someone with you I saw, from my secret place the way you looked at her how you wrapped your arm around her the agony somehow you seemed to know that I was there you grabbed her and you gently but surely... then turned in my direction softly smiling I felt loved by the violent wind enveloping me, caressing me I remember your words across the computer screen and I murmured these words to myself your familliar form flickers against the soft glow of the lights you escorted her away leaving me in the rain oh how I wish I had been in her position Let me dream just a while more I want to fall asleep holding you in my arms like we were when we first met If only I wake from this dream to realise that she's actually me 라벨: poem 화요일, 5월 01, 2007, 11:53 오후
` 588 ; - And I hope I can say; that I can get it out to you one day * you just lead people on. you didn't make anything feel better. & instead, you made it feel even worse. just telling you how I feel, is that a crime? is it a death sentence? you took it as if it was something else for you to throw out and away,into the white darkness simple, yet so heartwrenching. may the spark of anything stir within the deep recesses of your heart and soon you'll realise (soon enough, charlatan) but by that time I will be successful I will be loved (not by you) I will be married (not to you) I will have children (not with you) I will be accepted (not needed from you) I will be better what you envisioned yourself to be (and more) I will be more than what you think I can be. * JASPER IS MY BESTBESTBESTIE <3 :D I am so happy. Thanks to my beloved B4 <33333 수요일, 2월 07, 2007, 7:20 오후
` 493; premier amoremy bleeding mascara streaming down like your black ink out of your ballpoint pen. the way you're slowly killing me; your addictive whispers & they're filled with malice and misery every word remembering that just one song that contained every single thing - revolves around you piercing like barbs & everywhere I turn reminds me of you - I love the sound of you walking away, oh, walking away. * I don't know why I'm feeling so snappy today. It's like, you've given up on everything that you could possibly love. I'm repeating the same song again and again; hoping that it'll fade away. Have you ever been in a void of confusion? 토요일, 2월 03, 2007, 1:06 오후
- random yowzahs.Just felt poemish. or so he says; vogue your speech hard to decipher your long fingers over that delicate instrument - it nearly smoulders under your touch the song of delusion and despair. my shattering heart remnants of the hurt you radiate your presence like the ink on your s c O r es of the B and G flat. (flat, your diabolic deeds too imaginary to morph) my confession to you made you hurt me even more slammed me right down on the bed of thorns -the sound of your metallic instrument too mesmerising to bear your blasphemous promises of the love that you'll give are as thin as the stems of your minor scale (talk is cheap, my love you know it so much better.) |