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Breathe in for luck breathe in so deep
this air is blessed you share with me
this night is wild so calm and dull
these hearts they race from self control
your legs are smooth as they graze mine
we're doing fine we're doing nothing at all.

My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me.
So won't you kill me, so I die happy.
My heart is yours to fill or burst or break or bury
or wear as jewellery, which ever you prefer.

Hands down this is the best day I can ever remember,
I'll always remember the sound of the stereo,
the dim of the soft lights,
the scent of your hair that you twirled in your fingers and
the time on the clock when we realised
it's so late and the walk that we shared together.
The street was wet and the gate was locked
so I jumped it and let you in and you stood at the door
with your hands on my waist and you kissed me,
but you meant it and I knew that you meant it,
that you meant it, that you meant it,
and I knew, that you meant it, that you meant it.
music in my head :: hands down :: dashboard confessional

we could hide from the world. we could run from god, or try to. we can conquer the world. if you'd only take me. whoever you are.

white slip. white slip.

taboo-king badminton-john irving-calvin and hobbes-tarawih-ong bak-ccab-ikea-queensway-cabbing. ONE WHITE SLIP! a perfect price to pay. i never thought i'd get my first white slip on the second last day of school, not that i mind.

the days seem to have dried for many people. it'd be good to be able to teach them what to do and write out a formula on their teenage workbook. but what if i got the formula wrong? i never did go to teacher training school. and yet its so tempting to swoop in there and pluck them from their improbabilities. shouldnt it be enough that one person learns the lesson for everyone? i try to be a good doorman but i cant seem to open the door no matter how hard i twist and turn the knob. im sorry, could you help me with the battering ram?

Someday, somehow
gonna make it alright but not right now
I know you're wondering when
(You're the only one who knows that)
Someday, somehow
gonna make it alright but not right now
I know you're wondering when
music in my head :: someday :: nickelback

what if i was actually an engine fac-er in disguise? what if i was meant to be a robber all along, just that i didnt know what it meant? it isnt too late is it?

kata fami, "mari hidup selamanya dan bangun pagi dengan gelas penuh muntah sendiri."
"lets live forever and wake up every morning with a glass of our own vomit" - fami

My life passes me on the shoulder
And leaves me nowhere
I know a place that I can go
Please take me there

That voice says take it to the bridge
I'm falling, falling
And when I almost loose my grip
That voice keeps calling

Day in I'm out of patience
Punch in, day out
I'm wasting my time
I know what I want
Stand up and it's mine, mine, mine

I slide my hand around the back of your neck
You tell me you love me
And sing with me
music in my head :: on the shoulder :: smoking popes