Wednesday, April 29, 2009 @ 12:35 AM
speechless...
is there a Communication breakdown? is it repeating the past history again? i can't say anything. things just won't go right. Simply can't have anything in the same point of view. My dreams is getting no where else... I know totally wad i want, i know sacrifices must be made to fulfill it. I can. But i need support, from you. My life, is short, i know. Don't think that i'm still a kiddo, i may be young, i may be harsh, i can be childish, but, most of all. i know how to think.
we are like an north pole and south pole, we attract, and repel. we are positive and negative.
我常常在想,世界上有很多事是不能被理解的,我不在乎。但我不懂,我为什么感到如此无助。我好像永远做不到,我想做的事。不是我太早放弃 ....不是的, 我并没有。使我太坚持了。做了多余的事,但从不被认可。所以我一走了之。我一个人哭,我不知道原因,只是一直哭。累了,睡了。直到我醒来,又傻傻得坐在一旁,别人问我怎么了,我只能说没什么。我反复做着同样的一件事,直到现在,我习惯了,眼泪不流了, 是流不出来了,我就笑。一直笑。
我无能为力啊。
Wednesday, April 29, 2009 @ 12:35 AM
speechless...
is there a Communication breakdown? is it repeating the past history again? i can't say anything. things just won't go right. Simply can't have anything in the same point of view. My dreams is getting no where else... I know totally wad i want, i know sacrifices must be made to fulfill it. I can. But i need support, from you. My life, is short, i know. Don't think that i'm still a kiddo, i may be young, i may be harsh, i can be childish, but, most of all. i know how to think.
we are like an north pole and south pole, we attract, and repel. we are positive and negative.
我常常在想,世界上有很多事是不能被理解的,我不在乎。但我不懂,我为什么感到如此无助。我好像永远做不到,我想做的事。不是我太早放弃 ....不是的, 我并没有。使我太坚持了。做了多余的事,但从不被认可。所以我一走了之。我一个人哭,我不知道原因,只是一直哭。累了,睡了。直到我醒来,又傻傻得坐在一旁,别人问我怎么了,我只能说没什么。我反复做着同样的一件事,直到现在,我习惯了,眼泪不流了, 是流不出来了,我就笑。一直笑。
我无能为力啊。
Im so starstruck;;
Rollin' up to the club on the weekend, tylin' out to the beat that you're freakin'.
Fantasize on the track that you're tweakin' blow my heart up. Put your hands on my waist, pull the fader, run it back with original flavor
Queue me up, I'm the twelve on your table I'm so starstruck! So starstruck, baby could you blow my heart up? I'm so starstruck Baby could you blow my heart up?
Baby now that we're alone, got a request. Would you make me number one on your playlist? Got your dirty headphones with the left side on wanna scratch it back and forth, back and forth, uhuh.
Put your hands on my waist, pull the fader, run it back with original flavor, put the breakdown first up into the chorus to the verse, bick a bick a reverse
Hey, lived all my life really, really is that him?
I haven't seen here before, and she got all them big rims
It's it like cash flow, my baby don't trip
Should shawty say hand over your signature right here.