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Untitled: January 09, 2005
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Thursday, January 13, 2005. Broken this fragile thing now. And I can't, I can't pick up the pieces. And I've thrown my words all around. But I can't, I can't give you a reason. I feel so broken up (so broken up). And I give up (I give up). I just want to tell you so you know. Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you. You are my only one. I let go, there's just no one that gets me like you do. You are my only, my only one. Made my mistakes, let you down. Ran my whole life in the ground. That, ...
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Untitled: January 23, 2005
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Sunday, January 23, 2005. Haven't blogged in ages. new pair of specs. went to kluang, malaysia for leadership camp for 4 days. royt and clarice's bday dinner. hmm. yeah. nothing eventful. had a hockey match yesterday. we actually won 4-1. Here's a nice one by. Boulevard Of Broken Dreams. I walk a lonely road. The only one that I have ever known. Don't know where it goes. But it's home to me and I walk alone. I walk this empty street. On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams. Where the city sleeps. On the Boulev...
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Untitled: December 19, 2004
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Friday, December 24, 2004. Especially with some pple. Pple I have grown to believe I can put my trust in. Pple who I thought I could talk to. Pple who I thought could understand me. Pple who I believed would spare a thought for me. Pple who do have their own lives to deal with,. But perhaps fail to realise how it is intertwined with mine. Pple who perhaps do not mean what they say. The world around me changes. The pple around me change. Inevitably, all things change. But all the same,. But no one hears me.
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Untitled: January 30, 2005
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Thursday, February 03, 2005. I need to sort myself out. Posted by Matthew Lee at 10:09:00 PM. I try to make a sound,. But no one hears me. I'm slipping off the edge. I'm hanging by a thread. I wanna start this over again. This deranged flower is slow to acrimony. It resents antagonism, abhors hypocrisy, detests lies and scorns imperfection. It fears failure but swears allegiance to success. It feeds on emotion in all its dizzy raptures; lives by passion and despondency. View my complete profile. August 2...
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Untitled: February 13, 2005
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Friday, February 18, 2005. Look back over your shoulder. Deep into those pupils. Desperation, doubt and despair. Posted by Matthew Lee at 5:17:00 PM. Sunday, February 13, 2005. Another journey without friends. Another fight to wish away the loneliness I live. Another face that I dont know. Another night of people asking what I have to give. I thought that I would drown. But its okay right now. And all the miles away I feel a part of me I have to fight. Buried somewhere deep beneath my skin. Buried somewh...
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Untitled: August 29, 2004
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Wednesday, September 01, 2004. Pretty much wasted my whole holiday. dunno why the heck we're studying philosophy. it can be interesting, but when you want us to virtually write a compact thesis on it. i think that's going way too far for a secondary school kid. i mean, its as if my childhood isn't dead enough. I really should have taken this holiday to have a good long sleep, but guess what i did? Harmony and balance is key. You don't look at the. World in a negative or positive way and you'll. On a happ...
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Untitled: October 03, 2004
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Saturday, October 09, 2004. Posted by Matthew Lee at 10:43:00 PM. I try to make a sound,. But no one hears me. I'm slipping off the edge. I'm hanging by a thread. I wanna start this over again. This deranged flower is slow to acrimony. It resents antagonism, abhors hypocrisy, detests lies and scorns imperfection. It fears failure but swears allegiance to success. It feeds on emotion in all its dizzy raptures; lives by passion and despondency. It is sentimental and sensitive, perhaps inordinately so.
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Untitled: August 22, 2004
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Saturday, August 28, 2004. Finally decided to blog again. School hasn't been the most enjoyable experience of late. I must have typed a total of at least 10 000 words in the past two weeks. getting 'essay phobia'if there's such a thing. Everyone seems so stressed. But i guess its all part and parcel of school life. Can't wait for the December hols any longer. May be going to Taiwan for some immersion program with rg and ri. Will try to update. hopefully. Posted by Matthew Lee at 11:14:00 AM. August 29, 2...
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Untitled: December 26, 2004
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Friday, December 31, 2004. I dunno how to input chinese characters but anyway. i thought the lyrics seemed so meaningful. so appropriate to me right now. Fan zhe wo men de zhao pian / xiang nian ruo yin ruo xian. Flipping through our photographs, thoughts of [you] are visible yet invisible. Qu nian de dong tian / wo men xiao de hen tian. Last year's winter, we laughed very sweetly. Kan zhe ni ku qi de lian / dui zhe wo shuo zai jian. Watching your tearstained face, telling me goodbye. Wo zhi dao ni de to...
