伴随我多年的歌曲，在脑海挥之不去的旋律。

一首首充满回忆的歌。。。

这样....也不错。

每次看到这种令人痒眼的一幕，内心总是充满着难受的滋味。

总会十分心酸的问自己，我何时也能像别人一样拥有这一切呢？

Same side of the moon

I'm looking out the window
Where we sat to watch the stars
There's a chill within the air
It makes my heart long for your touch
You may be miles away
But as I kneel to pray

I see the same side of the moon
That we'll be looking on when the world turns blue
And know that time and space can't come between me and you
We share the same side of the moon
And though you'll never see all the tears shine through
I know I can't be that far from you
If we're both looking on the same side of the moon

Moments Like Now

It am so upset today. Feeling so helpless and discouraged.
Despite listening to the motivational words from others again and again,
the sadness is not cast away.
I dont know how long I would take to go through this.
I dont have faith in myself that I will survive this.

Not this time, the vengeful corpse.

I have got to treasure my limited time. It is too late to shut the stable door has the horse has bolted.

YOLO!

The b1tches are blogging their joyful stories.
Me? I'm being such a crybaby congesting my blog with the yesteryear's nobody-seem-to-care story!

T.T

LMAOOOOOOOOOOOOO! 
Ray Lebron! Live up your life dude!!!
Ray Ray Ray Ray Ray Ray Ray Ray Ray....!

Ray!! Ray!!!!!!!!!

The Obnoxious Formless Monster

The rowdiness of the surrounding does not seem to cease to exist. Enigmatically, the days are not all fretful. Instead, they are getting quiet and quiet. Things are getting black and white. There is no longer a grey zone for the cowards to find a shelter. The silent killer is at the upper hand. He is taking the form of air and on his way of reaching you. With his weapon about the size of a 4-inch knife, he is facing the point of it and aiming for the back of the 'homeless' for a deadly stab. When he does so, it does not require him too much of energy and time and the targeted prey will be silent forever.
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The people and things do not seem to change much. Once in a while, the uninvited guests intrude the secret bases of the 'homeless'. The bases are the place where they have their souls safely kept and secured. Although their inner peace is disturbed but the consequence does not bring much damage to the already suffered souls.