A hundred days have made me older Since the last time that I saw your pretty face A thousand lies have made me colder And I don't think I can look at this the same All the miles that separate Disappear now when I'm dreamin' of your face I'm here without you baby But you're still on my lonely mind I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time I'm here without you baby But you're still with me in my dreams And tonight, there's only you and me. The miles just keep rollin' As the people leave their way to say hello I've heard this life is overrated But I hope that it gets better as we go. I'm here without you baby But you're still on my lonely mind I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time I'm here without you baby But you're still with me in my dreams And tonight girl, there's only you and me. Everything I know, and anywhere I go It gets hard but it won't take away my love And when the last one falls, when it's all said and done. It gets hard but it won't take away my love I'm here without you baby But you're still on my lonely mind I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time I'm here without you baby But you're still with me in my dreams And tonight girl, there's only you and me
no idea why but i'm suddenly singing this song. kinda feeling bored at 2.30 in the morning but for some reason i just dont feel like sleeping yet, even though i've been yawning away for the last few hours. feeling rather melancholy at this instant, though i have absolutely no idea what brought it on and the exact reason why i'm actually feeling down. i guess the talk i had with aisyah reminded me again how small my group of friends is, and how many out of this small group of friends that i'm actually close to, and how stupidly i make myself fear making friends. and keeping them. and opening up to them. and even just plain talking to them. even when i know that they wont harm me. and that they're probably the only ones i can confide in. and that nobody else besides them (and family of course, well most of the time) can make me happy. so why am i still so afraid? aint it stupid of me? heh. and this is just one out of the many millions of reasons that i have for hating myself. cos i do. hate myself.
go figure.
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Wishlist.
Happiness
ipod nano
a new radio
new clothes, bags and shoes :p
to lose most of my insecurities