things are not the same
Friday, October 21, 2005 @ 9:33 PM
i realised many many things around me change . . . . . YOU changed I changed HE change SHE changed. i feel so strange.... i'm not use to me... myself . it's lyk i'm hanging to a rope at the cliff, suddenly i slipped.. i hanged on , i bled, i left scars.. finally, i let go.... should i feel the last time of flying before landing on the floor? or should i cry from the top of the cliff looking at myself in the water, and just die? ur might think i'm talking shit.... wadever this is my blog and i lyk wad i am and wad i type. if you don lyk a advice u to get out.
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