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Sabtu, 26 Juni 2010

At the touch of love , everyone becomes poet .

Ciao world,done and done. I'm loving my life now. I mean,more than usual. :)
Oh,the reason was so obvious. I'm not in a relationship any more longer right now. It hurts,of course.
But i see the good things behind this all,i'm free. No pain,no gain.
Ah love... some say,love is a river,some say love is a happiness.
But we all know,love is pain...

Quote of the day : Nate: So you're happy with Chuck. Don't I deserve to be happy as well?
Blair : Trust me, Nate, I know women, and none of us are that nice.

Love,love,love.
I'm sick with it.
But not,if i see them :)










I remember what you wore on the first day
You came into my life and I thought
"Hey, you know, this could be something"
'Cause everything you do and words you say
You know that it all takes my breath away
And now I'm left with nothing

So maybe it's true
That I can't live without you
And maybe two is better than one
But there's so much time
To figure out the rest of my life
And you've already got me coming undone
And I'm thinking two is better than one

I remember every look upon your face
The way you roll your eyes
The way you taste
You make it hard for breathing
'Cause when I close my eyes and drift away
I think of you and everything's okay
I'm finally now believing

That maybe it's true
That I can't live without you
And maybe two is better than one
But there's so much time
To figure out the rest of my life
And you've already got me coming undone
And I'm thinking two is better than one

Senin, 21 Juni 2010

Teardops on my violin .

These nowadays , I've got some probs about feeling . Yeah , what else? love things .
I can't even say any words more for now , on my leisure time , again , i'm just spending time with my violin . While that time , suddennly teardrops on my violin , then i realize He's the reason for the teardrops on my violin ...







I'm going freakin' out







Drew looks at me
I fake a smile so he won't see
What I want and I need
And everything that we should be

I'll bet she's beautiful
That girl he talks about
And she's got everything
That I have to live without

He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
He's the song in the car I keep singing
Don't know why I do

Drew walks by me
Can he tell that I can't breathe?
And there he goes, so perfectly
The kind of flawless I wish I could be

She better hold him tight
Give him all her love
Look in those beautiful eyes
And know she's lucky 'cause

He's the reason for the teardrops on my violin
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
He's the song in the car I keep singing
Don't know why I do

Taylor Swift - Teardops on my guitar

Selasa, 15 Juni 2010

Purple .

How happy ! My mom just bought me a new dress yesterday , yeaaah purple little dress . Apparently i didn't have any accesorries thing with purple color . So i can't match it perfectly. But at least i can show how's it like :DD

Whoa, I never meant to brag But I got him where I want him now. Whoa, it was never my intention to brag To steal it all away from you now.












Black day . With black mind .

Oh yeah , sucks . nowadays i've got some problems with my 'Cliques' . Even though i'm not really consider them as 'Cliques' as i said before , haha *evil smile* well just think , how can i call them 'a friend' if they were backstabbing and talking about me behind my back?! Does it what the meaning of the true friendship? What does friendship mean?

I knew , it was ridiculous . And i'm still trying to find out what is the real causes of my problem. Before,i'm guessing it was just because one of my (apparently the one who talking about me behind my back) are envy and fed up with my act . she told that i was smartass , always feels i'm the right one, blaa blaa .. see? How mean she is !

But when we meet each other . She seems like she can't say what's on her mind actually like what did she said on one of socialite website , facebook . Oh damn , until that time , i felt really down . she's made it . But now i'm sober . It was such a thing which is just wasting my time , she's not my real friend. Definitely not .
She's a backstabber .. *i'm sorry 'N' but you are indeed .










xoxo , -T

Senin, 14 Juni 2010

I'm stuck in this room with this blue flower part II

Tuesday sultry tuesday , i'm going to update my latest post about "i'm stuck in this roo with this blue flower" which i'm posting 2 days ago . (approximately) Ohh world ... what happen in this circle? i was living in such a complicated circumtance which is fvcking drive me crazy . I need new bestfriend , but now i'm just still in my room stuck with this lonely blue flower seperate with another plants .







Minggu, 13 Juni 2010

I'm stuck in this room with this blue flower .





Song of the day : Paramore - Sunday Bloody Sunday

I can't believe the news today
Oh, I can't close my eyes and make it go away
How long, how long must we sing this song?
How long, how long?
Tonight, we can be as one tonight

Broken bottles under children's feet
And bodies strewn across the dead end street
But I won't heed the battle call
It puts my back up
Puts my back up against the wall

Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday

And the battle's just begun
There's many lost, but tell me who has won
The trench is dug within our hearts
And mothers, children, brothers, sisters torn apart

Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday

How long, how long must we sing this song?
How long, how long?

And it's true we are immune
When fact is fiction and TV reality
And today the millions cry
We eat and drink while tomorrow they die, yeah

I wipe the tears from your eyes
I wipe your tears away
(Tonight, tonight)
I wipe your tears away
(Tonight, tonight)
I wipe your tears away
(Tonight, tonight)
I wipe your bloodshot eyes
(Tonight, tonight)

Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday
(The real battle just begun)
Sunday, bloody Sunday
(To claim the victory Jesus won on...)

Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday, bloody Sunday