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sing it out loud
So she said what's the problem, baby?.what's the problem, I don't know well maybe, I'm in love love. makes me wanna turn around and face it but I don't know nothin' 'bout love, woah~ |
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about this blog
This blog was opened by Anne Ng to accomodate her mind's silly musings and her daily rantings.Do enjoy your stay here, and don't take what's not yours! tagboard
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Nanyang.Past VERA! Laura/yabulollygabah Grace Shannon Baboonz.Present Rei's dead Ben's "coolness" Seth's Ego Eugene's Writing Raju.Past Nikki! Heidi Nurul Amanda Christina Princess Renee YiMin Dora RGS.Present Nadia Deepa Alch Charmaine Kimberley Heng Yeng! OMlettes.Forever Leti Ashlynna WINNIE!!! Jiao Odds and Ends KAM TING! Mirabel JTan Victoria(AVPA) Church.Forever Edna Melissa from Catechism CHEESEEEEEE Links to Happier Places the FAV site of FANFIC the official site of HAPLAND archives
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when all else fails they say I'm crazy, maybe I am. talking to things which don't talk back. -perhaps too scared to- miracles, all a bunch of fairytales, they tell me, where's God, they'd like to know. -up there laughing, probably- coincidence, humans are here because of it, the sky, the world, all one evolutionary mistake's consequence. -or maybe someone's prized creation- trivialities, stupidities, they proclaim, an immature little girl's ramblings, who'd have thought? she seemed sensible enough. I can hear them, somewhere far off and away, some days, I don't need to hear them, and some days, I pretend I can't. -all the things they say- never thought myself to be this romantic, the type to sit and watch and think. searching for stars, small mercies amidst blackness and lost hopes. cold baubles hanging on a dark Christmas tree even though it's the city, and no one believes in Christmas anymore. -nothing merry about it, eh?- |