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WHAT IS LOVE?
.Friday, 23 December 2011 ♫ 03:18

Sometimes I wish. That this world just had you and me. So that all these sins.. I wouldn't have committed them. I would've just loved you normally. Like I always did.

But now? We're in a world full of other people. So many sinners around us. They'd do anything... to fulfill their needs. Me? I'm just lost among the crowd, waiting for you again. I don't know where you went. I won't know. I'll always be the one waiting, quietly. As people just rush past me in this fast-paced world.

Sitting here is lonely, sometimes. It gets really lonely. I get sad when I'm lonely. No one is trying to make me happy. Everywhere, it's always the same. Same old lonely place, same old path.

I'm thinking too much again, aren't I? I don't know. Weird dreams telling me so many things.. It only happens when she is.. acting up again. I don't know anymore. Real life? What is that? I can't tell the difference between reality and dreams anymore. I can't think properly anymore. I want to cry but it's so difficult.

My body aches. My lungs, my liver, stomach, kidneys. Everything. I feel like just killing myself. It'll be so much easier.

But I guess I'm recovering from whatever I suffered from. Now, it's just us. Rui. And me. I miss those times. I shouldn't have read that entry again and hurt you. I'm sorry. You can stop punishing me now.

Tomorrow is Christmas Eve. Let's watch a nice Christmas musical together, alright? It'll be just us. Maybe then, He will help us again. Like He did before. The night is cold...

I want to be clean again.

The truth is always cruel and I want to cover my ears and eyes.







The Lady

Name: Alyce / Rinko
Age: 17
Birthday: 29011996
I'm female, I game, I draw, I cosplay
There's nothing much to say sometimes.

Cravings

What I want.
-Love
-Good job
-Peace
-Sleep

Questions


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Memories


-May 2011
-July 2011
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-October 2011
-November 2011
-December 2011
-January 2012
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-August 2012
-October 2012
-December 2012
-March 2013
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-May 2013
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-July 2013
-August 2013
-September 2013
-October 2013
-December 2013
-January 2014
-March 2014

Melodies


.As long as you love me - Justin Bieber
.Angel with a Shotgun - The Cab
.Killing our Memories - Fable
.Pieces - Red
.If you cant hang - Sleeping with Sirens
.Suicide Note - Kyle Spratt
.When She Cries - Britt Nicole
.Mirrors - Justin Timberlake
Music Beats

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