The Kill
what if i wanted to break
laugh it all off in your face
what would you do?
what if i fell to the floor
couldn't take all this anymore
what would you do?
i tried to be someone else
but nothing seemed to change
i know now, this is who i really am inside
falling from myself
falling for a chance
i know now, this is who i really am
kill
break me down
bury me, bury me
i am finished with you
look in my eyes
you're killing me, killing me
all I wanted was you
Wednesday, August 30, 2006
-6:57 AM
Listening:
U2 - If God will send his Angels
...so here i sitting here at 6:53am trying to make myself feel tired and actually fall asleep, when the entire rest of singapore is actually dragging themselves to go to work. it's a beautiful thing to see the sunrise. it definitely is. the only fucked up thing is that you're actually watching it alone. and also the fact that i actually see more sunrises than sunsets. that really sucks big time. my bio clock is completely screwed up.
and then there's other things to be doing as well. pressing issues. portfolio! portfolio! god! i haven't even figured out how to work action script yet. fuck. tutorials aren't helping, really.
i need a change of life really. i smoke too much, drink too much coffee, sleep too little (and too late) etc. the only thing that seems to be a plus point is that i actually still make a point to keep my room neat. something which, if i might add, most boys/men still don't do. oh and i'm a little too cynical too.
ok fine, i'm fucking ranting. - i need to change my hair color. the 4th time since i left the military. wow.
the light's coming. seeping through my curtains. it's time to crash.
