Death may be a loss to the earth,
but in our losing her,
Heaven gained the best gift,
they’d ever received.

i love you peter. ;))

enjoi.

I want to walk in tonight
Because I need too
Everything that I had
I’m waiting on

Gave till I gave all I could
Kept a little
Finding it hard to believe
Everything’s gone, gone, gone

How am I gonna run back home
With a heart so heavy
How am I gonna make my way
When I can’t find the road

How am I gonna beat this pain
When I can’t see how deep it goes
Heaven knows
But I don’t

Faith is a backwards design
But I still choose it
I fall on it all of the time
I carry on

I used to live by the line
As good as a circle
What does it do for me now?
Everything’s gone, gone, gone

How am I gonna run back home
With a heart so heavy
How am I gonna make my way
When I can’t find the road

How am I gonna beat this pain
When I can’t see how deep it goes
Heaven knows, heaven knows
But I don’t

So how am I gonna run back home
With a heart so heavy
How am I gonna make my way
When I can’t find the road

How am I gonna beat this pain
When I can’t see how deep it goes
Heaven knows, heaven knows
But I don’t

I still believe in love
I still believe in love
I do, I do
I still believe in love
I still believe in you

JM

“do I have to tell the story of a thousand rainy days since we first met. It’s a big enough umbrella but it’s always me that ends up getting wet.” -Police

no such thing extended

“Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family, Choose a fucking big television, Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players, and electrical tin openers.

Choose good health, low cholesterol and dental insurance. Choose fixed-interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends.

Choose leisure wear and matching luggage. Choose a three piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing sprit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing yourself in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked-up brats you have spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life.

But why would I want to do a thing like that?

I chose not to choose life: I chose something else. And the reasons? There are no reasons. Who need reasons when you’ve got heroin?”

-Renton, Trainspotting

There’s a thing we call heartbreak
but I don’t think
my heart’s ever let me down.

But I still cry because I can’t always
have it my way
and sometimes crying can help you out.

Sing it aloud, Sing it aloud.

SCREAM, shred your lungs
I need to hear you louder now
and sing as if you’ll never sing again
and when the morning comes
and your throat is sore
you’ll face the day like you did before
with a smile on in the end.

And I don’t know if you can hear me
but I can hear the
sound of my own echo coming back alone and

I don’t know why that should scare me
to be so lonely
but I can’t stop crying out

[c]

I want to hear you sing this song back to me
Across thousands of miles from home where I should be
And I miss you so badly, but I won’t waste a simile
’cause you already know what you mean to me.

[c] 2x

Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?
Did it hurt just to know I was right here awaiting
Did you know? Did you know?
It was love from the first time we touched.

I’ve been waiting my whole life
For a someone like you
To go and steal my heart
Just the way you do
It’s been one hell of a year
Here a waitin on you
So I got some questions for you

Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?
Did it hurt just to know I was right here awaiting
Did you know? Did you know?
It was love from the first time we touched.

- Never Shout Never, Did It Hurt

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I’ve thought about you many times since we met. You seem like a caretaker to me. It’s been painful for me. I was living in a bizarre little dream world of my own making, and then you entered my life suddenly, and it felt like a blow. Like on the day we first met when we went to the park at noontime, and you bought me a Popsicle, and it melted quickly. Like when I was little and I was doing something naughty at a friend’s house, the image of my mother’s face would suddenly flash through my mind. Like when I’m on a date with someone who I don’t really like, and then something reminds me of a guy I do like, and I feel blue.

I always enjoyed being with you. You have a nice life and a bright future. Sometimes I would be watching you, your shortcoming, brightness, clumsiness, sweetness, glumness, you gestures, and somehow I felt as if I might be able to like myself a little better, and other people too. It was the first time that I accepted the world outside me as it is. It was a shock.

………..

I will think of you every time I see a mailbox. Life goes on. You and I will never meet again. Take care. I do want to see you again.

Sui”

n.p. by banana yoshimoto

Make up two words on the spot for the moment,
Acting like it’s what you meant to say.
Calling to angels, gets lonesome,
when you don’t believe they exist anyway.

I’d rather shut my eyes…
Call this a mask, call me strong;
Call me a mess, call me wrong.
‘Cause sick hearts do fine
With wasting their time.

(Wasting time, wasting time)

Aching my head like it’s the weight of the world,
And it seems I forgot how to smile (forgot how to..)
Make friends with the devil, it’s dangerous sad
That I don’t really have any friends
(Don’t have a friend)

I’d rather shut my eyes…
Call this a mask, call me strong;
Call me a mess, call me wrong.
”Cause sick hearts do fine
With wasting their time.
Call me a boy ’til I’ve learned (’til I’ve learned)
Call me the bird or the worm.
”Cause sick hearts do fine
With wasting their…

There’s so much left to see,
But I’d rather shut my eyes.
I don’t know what’s come over me,
But I’d rather shut my eyes.
There’s so much that I could see
But I’d rather shut my eyes,
I’d rather shut my eyes (Rather shut my…)
I’d rather shut my eyes.

Call this a mask, call me strong;
Call me a mess, call me wrong.
‘Cause sick hearts do fine
With wasting their time.
Call me a boy ’til I’ve learned (’til I’ve learned)
Call me the bird or the worm.
‘Cause sick hearts do fine with wasting their time (Wasting time)
With wasting their time.

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Stay with me
Just stay right here please.

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lagu2 yuna terus menikam hati. the words. the music. it’s hard not to be drowned in it.

I’d always known that i was never yours (you’re muse *entahla yg mana betoi. haha).

and it’s hard to tell……..if you felt this with someone else

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