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speak up dear

you can come and take me away
Adora Brenda Cassandra Elenore Elsie Gerald Hui Min Hui Yu Isabelle Iman Ivy Jia Jun Jia Min Jolene Li Ping Li Ying Michaela MCB Nicholas Ninnart Pamela Rahman Rizzal Serene Sheena Shermaine Siew Voon Timotheus Valerie Vanessa Wan Ling Wen Qi Winnie Win Ting Yoke Ching Yong Xiang Yue Yang Yuen Chung Xue Ting

in the end you're gone
February 2009 March 2009 April 2009 May 2009 June 2009 July 2009 August 2009 September 2009 October 2009 November 2009 December 2009 January 2010 February 2010 March 2010 April 2010 May 2010 June 2010

I held the pen and started writing my story.
Too simple to describe, too shallow to carve out a definiton, too many reasons I can't tell, too much complications you can't comprehend. I need a sign, to keep me going, to sustain this life that's so battered.
Thursday, February 5, 2009 @ 9:03 PM
racked with guilt

If only I wasn't lazy, if only I didn't bring it, if only it didn't tempt them, if only we could resist the temptation, nothing won't have happen.

If, only.

I had braced myself for the worst but hadn't braced nearly hard enough.

I lost what I've just won. As good as a loser. For the first time in my life, I was so afraid to go home. The idea was horrifying.

Thank you Vanessa, loves.