im on again

haya, long time not posting things eh? wait for me. i'll be back crony

someday you'll cry for me like i cried for you

if someone you love hurts you cry a river, build a bridge, and get over it. dont make you look nuts with your stupid tears, get out of 'em. moving on is simple, its what you leave behind that makes it so difficult. my heart was taken by you, broken by you and now is in pieces because of you. i understand with love comes pain, but why did i have to love so much? it's just making me nuts nowadays.

its hard to pretend when you love someone when you dont but it much harder that you dont love someone when you really do. there are times when i cant decide whether to see you or not, i want to see you because i miss you, because everytime i do, the fact that you dont see me. the way that i see you hurts me even more.

im not supposed to care. time will make you forget me, but time will make me will make me love you more than before.

I'm sorry for blaming you for everything I just couldn't do
And I've hurt myself
If I had just one more day, I would tell you how much that
I've missed you since you've been away

Oh, it's dangerous
It's so out of line to try to turn back time

I'm sorry for blaming you for everything I just couldn't do
And I've hurt myself

By hurting you

p.s. : im not crying because you broke me up, its how you treat me, like a trash.

i need heaven!!!

god, i just known there is a heaven in this big world. MAMEN! im so excited.

wiwiwiwiwi :D

see this guys? isnt it so damn kooly? woaoooo, i just cant believe that my class is the one who done this! BRAVO, BRAVA, YO 8A! it doesnt matter if we're not win or what, but the thing is we all are having so muchy muchy fun doing this stuff. GO 8A! i love you guys.

he took me there this afternoon.

to this hidden pond in a little clearing deep in the woods near the reservoir. we decided, we'd call it VALADON POND. now im soaking in the tub, trying to thaw myself out, watching the steam curl into question marks, remembering the feel of the shivery wind rosing my cheeks, the soft scents of pine needle and new snow, the mirror-smooth ice gliding past bneath my skates and the warmth of his gloved hand holding mine :)

im ms. jay, bitch.

im dead till death.

hell yeah, see this. i would like to kill mr. mark if i can. im so damn angry with this score. but actually, im the one who made this. i cant blame mr. mark. but still, between kill myself or kill him. imsofuckedfrustrated.