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Entries for December, 2004

i need help
December 19, 2004 @ 12:18 AM

how would you know if a guy likes you?
i mean, will he obviously show it?
what if he's playing me?
i don't want to hurt his feelings by judging him...
but i also have the right not to trust him...
it's just hard combinig the two..
it's difficult when you don't what the other is thinking...
what if he's only taking advatage of me?
i'm so afraid of hurting him but
i'm also afraid of getting hurt...
i mean, who isn't?

we used to talk about his problems and i fear that
i might be doing the same thing to him..
and i don't want that.
but what if... i'm concerned about his feelings
and yet it mine doesn't concern him at all?
wouldn't it be unfair?

why is it that everytime you feel something
it's like...tearing you into pieces
because you don't know what to do...?
do we always have to take a huge leap of faith for something
that we are unsure of?
what if everytime you take that huge leap
you keep falling?
you keep getting hurt?

isn't it tiresome?
you: as a doormat?
always being stepped on?
but you can't help it..

it's weird..
you always think of others
when you can't even take care of yourself

is it bad to be selfish once in a while?
this is really freaky
who should i put first?
me or you?


doodled by: boojes | get violent


smile
December 20, 2004 @ 06:11 PM

Sometimes I sit at home and wonder how it'd be
If he had loved me
Truly loved me yes
I learned a while ago that kind of thing
Never happens for me
And so I go around
And just pretend
Love is not for me
I play the circus clown around my friends
Make them laugh and they won't see
That you never let them see you sweat
Don’t want them to think the pain runs deep
Lord knows it's killing me

So I put on my make-up
Put a smile on my face
And if anyone asks me
Everything is okay
I’m laughing cause no one
Knows the joke is on me
Cause I’m dying inside
With my pride and a smile
On my face
On my face

Singing lalala...

Sometimes I sit at home
By the phone hoping he might call me
But he don't call me
But then I realize
Dreams come true aren't for girls like me
Not like me
And so I go around with my head up
Like it ain't no thing
And when the boys are out with all my friends
I’m into other things
Cause you never let them see you sweat
Don’t want them to think the pain runs deep
Lord knows it's killing me

And so I put my make up (Put it on, put it on)
Put a smile on my face (A smile on my face
And if anyone asks me (Oh, yeah
Everything is okay (Oh, I'm laughing)
I’m laughing cause no one (No one, no one)
Knows the joke is on me
But I’m dying inside
With my pride and a smile
On my face
On my face

It’s not an easy (Thing to do)
Sometimes it’s hard to (Face the truth)
It’s not the life that I would choose (That I would choose)
But what else can I do?
If he don’t love me
If he don’t want me
I’m not about to sit around
Let myself go

So I put on my make-up
Put a smile on my face (I put a smile on my face)
And if anyone asks me (everything is ok)
Everything is okay (Oh, I'm laughing)
I’m laughing cause no one (No one, no one)
Knows the joke is on me (But I'm dying inside)
Cause I’m dying inside
With my pride and a smile
On my face
On my face

Singing lalala...


doodled by: boojes | 1 complained


hmmmmm....
December 20, 2004 @ 06:38 PM

what a boring day!

i have a lot to do but i'm too lazy to do it right now...
i want to do something else
but can't...

i wish he would call...
i don't want to talk to him
i just wanna hear his voice...

i wish we would accidentally meet
i don't want to see him
i just miss his face....

grrrr.... stupid tlga aq!!!

*Everytime the phone rings
Do you wish it was me callin' you*

*I'm all knocked out
spend too much time thinking of you...*

*...Don't wanna write, I don't wanna call,
- I would not know what to say
It should be you, that's how I want it to be...*

*....And now I curse you for being so sweet and so kind!!!*

sana magparamdam nman sana sya...



waaaahh!!! just give me a sign!!!
i'll stop thinking about him...
just give me a sign!!!


doodled by: boojes | get violent