psychedelic_teardrop's Xanga

Saturday, August 05, 2006

Sat, 05 Aug 2006 12:26:57 GMT

xanga.com/lenfant___sauvage

Wednesday, July 20, 2005

Wed, 20 Jul 2005 17:39:15 GMT

i just feel so dumb.

got a lot to tell.

Tuesday, July 19, 2005

Tue, 19 Jul 2005 12:28:46 GMT

1230edited.
- it's always easy to sear. later you can't get along without it.
i think was asking for too much.

Monday, July 18, 2005

Mon, 18 Jul 2005 15:35:45 GMT

working day. late again.
felt sick.
but..again, trapped in a situation with no alternative.

a woman always suffers more in wedlock.

no more horoscrope. it never casts things right. it's all about psychological.

ü, ¤â¾_.

Sunday, July 17, 2005

Sun, 17 Jul 2005 05:24:41 GMT

i...
at times i think i should be the one who would disappear without a sound.

everything is prepared for long.
we are merely in the elaborately made game.
wht is the purpose i wonder.
again.
time is a play too. it's just simply not right to let me get in.

it was me.
who runined your beauteous life.
who made you to let all things go.
who pruned an ingenue's core.

another guilt never exuded from spirit's windows.
another forever unconscious contracdiction.
another rue that last out for a whole game.

i can't beg for any kindness.

Saturday, July 16, 2005

Sat, 16 Jul 2005 17:12:46 GMT

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well i like the ticket. i guess i probably went there for the ticket.
at times i do think i'm not that socialable. if i can't regonize you. i will never assume i know you. i think this is pretty rude.

Friday, July 15, 2005

Fri, 15 Jul 2005 13:52:25 GMT

Ý¯¤é¦A¶¼¯ù°Õ, °_ø¨ì¨.

my eyelashes -____-"

thanks Seventeen!!
lesson tomorrow.

Thursday, July 14, 2005

Thu, 14 Jul 2005 14:06:56 GMT

stayed home for the whole day. always been besieged by implusion.
i thought i was staying in the place, where it's the most secured place under my impression.
but. i now i think i was wrong.

mom, i loathe your sexual-equalitiless mind.
if they abandon you why couldn't you just work it out by your own self?
it's not the matter of money but to declare that you are not that dumb as they think.

you should know that since the day sitted on the driver's sit you have to take the responsibility at anything related to the car, the safty of children, and to yourself.
much less this time it's obviously not your fault.
wht i hate about you is YOU KEEP SHIRK YOUR RESPONSIBILITY AND SHIFT THE BLAME ONTO OTHERS.
just FOCUS on the matter, not the people!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Wednesday, July 13, 2005

Wed, 13 Jul 2005 14:13:37 GMT

for sense,
- result released: ¤å¬ì, elective is world history.
- i can't get asleep on bed, but on a chair.
- knowledge refreshed.
- mon dieu more maths coming soon.

for more sense,
- my hand is painful.
- so as my legs.
- five, six, seven, eight!
- i swear to stay away from mcdonald's for some weeks.
- i was seriously ordered to clean up my messy room.
- now i'd rather sleep on the sofa, i loathe mornings.

for sensation's turn.
- i'm fine
- i'm fine
- i'm fine again
- ok. stop

Tuesday, July 12, 2005

Tue, 12 Jul 2005 15:14:08 GMT

worked, actually sitted for the whole day long.
it's pretty nice to meet tourists. i was delighted. maybe take a pic with me....
those fucking dumb magazines.....tear them all into pieces!
fashion? fashion? fashion ain't like these shit you wrote fag!
Ú»¨ì¤õºu. Ãi¼ô? ¤H¦p¨ä¦W.

night, i've been confused with sound of piano.
like parlously insecured.
frightened alone.
on the train, in the bus, inside the washroom.
and in front of the computer.

i think i'm with imformia.

it's time for confusion again.
again.

* 1245edited.
my brain is godamn stuck. §Ú¦Ó®a²b«Y¦n·Q¥´¤j°ï²Ê¤f.
like i wanna throw up but nothing comes.
this is absofuckinglutely wuthered.
O.

i wonder how come everytime when i'm stuck or frightened or mazed i just wanna scream till my breathe lost throat bleed voice hoarsed but i never did.
with no delightful reasons.

i like when i'm alone with my nose bleeding.

and tell me, you whore, you are going to hell alone without oxygen. i will not give light to slut. i will give you a blade. so let it oxidied.

i loathe the paradise.