Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading So sick and tired of all the needless beating
Profile ANTHEA hotmail/facebook/tumblr I felt that night, on the stage, incredibly close to everything in the universe, but also extremely alone. I wondered, for the first time in my life, if life was worth all the work it took to live. What exactly made it worth it? What’s so horrible about being dead forever, and not feeling anything, and not even dreaming? What’s so great about feeling and dreaming? — Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close Tagboard Exits Allure Bloom Crane Denotation Enigmatism Flair Grace Hope Initiation Archives May 2009 June 2009 July 2009 August 2009 September 2009 October 2009 November 2009 December 2009 January 2010 February 2010 March 2010 April 2010 May 2010 June 2010 July 2010 August 2010 Credits ©Glamouresque.	Monday, June 8, 2009 为你抄笔记 为你织围巾 你夸我细心 靠窗的位置 奶茶要少冰 我帮你留意 专属的雨衣 晚安的简讯 是你的贴心 一直以为 永恒的爱 就是你 怎麼最近你 对我很安静 却对她细心 不再有卡片 没离线讯息 冷漠得彻底 有人说长大 爱就会变形 只剩下回忆 直到那天 你的缺席 才相信 原来你的心有空隙 她才能轻易地占据 我没本领 我不争气 假装不在意 原来我的心有空隙 还留著有你的记忆 眼泪是我 爱情的纪念品 All these seems to be speaking about me...
But baby, where they knock you down and out Is where you oughta stay