•February 11, 2012 •
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girl: can I go play mahjong w them? will u be angry?
boy: aiyo. go!!!!
boy got pissed off w girl.
if the boy don’t wish the girl to go, why can’t he juz ask the girl not to go?
girl: finish playing le. going find u now.
boy: juz go home. don’t need come n find me.
girl: ok. fine. I will go home.
boy: you really going home?
if the boy don’t wish the girl to go home and not find him, why ask her to go home in the first place?
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•February 9, 2012 •
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來到你家門口卻不能進去。
就算是沒有人在,我也只能坐在門外的樓梯口,靜靜的等待。
我就像是只見不得光的過街老鼠。
不時,你都會常常提起她的名字。
說她有多好。
說與她那些難忘的美麗回憶。
我就像是她的代替品。
或許這些才是我真正想要放手的原因吧。
或許你永遠都不會知道這些。
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•January 5, 2012 •
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我的心從來沒有這麼痛過。
我是真的很累了。
老天爺,如果祢想要這樣對我的話。
不然,祢就拿了我這條狗命吧。
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•December 19, 2011 •
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Sometimes, I asked myself..
“Why are you getting jealous so easily yet you do not allow him to get jealous?”
Am I asking for too much? Am I being very greedy in this relationship?
Continue reading ‘jealousy’
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•December 2, 2011 •
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坦白說,有時候我真的覺得我才是那個後備輪胎或出氣筒。。。
對你而言,我或許就像是一個玩具、一粒玩具球,常常都把我給踢給別人。。。
但是,有時你給我的愛撫與關懷卻是那麼的溫暖。
我真的不知道該怎麼辦才好。。。
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•December 2, 2011 •
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I am sorry, but this is a sad post again.
Continue reading ‘the impossible’
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•November 23, 2011 •
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人,簡單的兩個筆畫。
但是,它其實是有那麼多不一樣的解釋。
人心難測。
虛偽的,多到數不清。
被利用的,更不用說了。
我承認,我並不是一個很好的人。
人非聖賢。
但是,當我掏心掏肺的去幫助一些人時,我是出自內心的希望你們可以學到一些課本上學不到的事情。我並不想你們步上我的後程。
我並不需要你們把我當做一個神。我只需要你們基本的尊敬。一個當朋友的基本尊敬。但是我換來的卻是你的不屑與不敬。
算了吧。容平。
I felt so tired. Trying to please everybody. Yet, who is there to understand and please me. I asked myself so many times, why. But the
only answer I can find is, I can’t find any reason not to help.
Sometimes, I joke about my death. It is always a taboo to joke about. But, to me, no different. I will still die eventually. It is just a matter of sooner or later. So what if I have dreams unfulfilled? So what if I have things or people that I can’t bear to let go? I can never bring them into the coffin with me eventually.
Don’t worry. I’ll not kill myself. But I’m juz tired of living.
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