The CryingAngel

so there i was sitting on my bed engrossed in the middle of my thoughts on the things that i prepetrated on that fateful day.
look at the clock, its five. i switched off the lights, then the screaming radio and laid in bed pretending everything's fine tired, my eyes closed. i'm happy to be alive as the sun shines

i am a student and a sports enthusiast. still loving short hair,ruggedness and intelligence. pride is smart.ego is king. it doesnt help the fact that my name is 'fadzly'. Angel from the nightmare AND-VB/ASC 2008

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  • Thursday, April 24, 2008 2:00 AM


    english paper was simple, no doubt. i'm just stating the fact.

    you know, i've been thinking recently.

    once again, i decided to dribble my saliva all over the couch of life's miserable truth. it's those silly questions that kill you when you just think that the world is not perfect as it should be taking into account of yourself in the picture: why can't things go that way? why can't things go my freaking way? why must things be this way?

    for example, i have this so-called mission that i want to accomplish.i managed to escape all the deathtraps and was like maybe an inch away for completion.but you've just found out that you're back to square one.still near yet so far. so what is the freaking motive if you are just part of this 'cycle'?

    views, anyone?


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