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Yuko Shimizu.
Saturday, May 30, 2009 at 20:37

There you go.



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A gist of my life.

College is still okay.
Room is getting messier.

If I lose 1kg every moment I get depressed,
I will be morbidly aneroxic.
But hey, that's what people expect me to be anyway.

So between your useless acknowledgment and death,
I choose death. But secretly, I choose the other too.




Hmm.

"I think too much in situations like these, sometimes I just want to kick you right in the face."


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BPN.
Saturday, May 23, 2009 at 02:22

"The fact that I'm about to add 'I think' into the sentence is consequentially the truth that I am no doubt, still wandering for answers."






The price is even more beautiful.
Sigh :(



BLACK PEACE NOW.




Might get a pair of new piercings soon. Not fond of the number 8.


P/S: I need to know where I can purchase a manikin so I can start sewing clothes. zzz.


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Skin deep.
Sunday, May 17, 2009 at 15:15

Someday, someday.






I'm going to jinx myself and say that I like the subjects this term, only the price gave a stab into my heart.
No more shopping I guess. (And extra piercings. Shit)




I know that the scars will never heal completely, but at least I'm going to die trying.


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Scars.
Wednesday, May 13, 2009 at 02:27

Deep scars come and go,
Painful as it already may seem,
The moment you continually grasp it,
Inevitably it transforms into a hole,
The faster you want it to leave,
The sooner it turns into a sloth,
No matter how much you hide it,
It will always maintain visible,
The thick layer for covering it up,
Will just add the burden and weight,

But when you finally let it be,
The scar eventually disappears.


I wish I could say the same for myself.






P/S: I don't know how the fuck you people always manage to find ways to make me extra piss off every day, when you all know I'm going down hill. The fuck with you all, I feel like resting for good. Bye.


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Blood comes in every colour.
Friday, May 8, 2009 at 21:42

Extreme nightmares every time I sleep.
If this continues, I'm going to vomit blood for real.
And yes, I mean real nightmares.
No metaphors this time.

A sign, perhaps. :|
I'm not liking this.

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P/S: Too hot if only the fan is used.
Shivering when the air con is on.
The only warmth I get is from my laptop.

I'm sad, in many levels now.


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P/P/S: For you,

曇天の道を 傘を忘れて
On the path of cloudy weather,
A girl who forgot her umbrella

歩く彼女は 雨に怯えてる
Is fearfully walking in the rain

ので僕も 弱虫ぶら下げて
Because I am also stuck in cowardice

空を仰ぐ
I look up to the sky

DOES - 曇天


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Triple dot.
Tuesday, May 5, 2009 at 20:51

Greed started pulling strings,
Envy is the new black,
Anger became the it friend,
Wrath turned into a companion,
Pride transformed into a mask.

So before this ends,
Don't tell me you're a mirror image,
When you are almost reaching,
While I on the side,
Was never at the starting line.
How dare you even compare this to that.

You said you were there,
But were you actually here,
When I was waiting,
Stepping on the shadow,
Under the red,
It hasn't changed, after all.

But adding oil to fire,
The next reason why is probably,
You remind me of an exact equal,
Head to toe, that made me sick,
That moths burst out of it,
And burned into flames.

Yes sure, blame the scapegoat,
Like you always do,
Wishing I couldn't read faces,
Because this is what makes me hurt the most.

Can't I be left in peace before I shut my eyes,
Or should I sew my eyes to prove the point?


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Sigh.
Time is almost up, for many things.


P/S: I'm brightening my blog with this:

Icons are colour-coordinated, bitches.

Hence, my wallpapers are always b/w, even though it changes quite frequently.
You know, the law of my balance.


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Anecdote.
Friday, May 1, 2009 at 02:55

OMG I WANT.
OMG IT'S RM110.


D:


OMMMGGGGG.




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I guess this is the end huh,
Because my answer is near.
So near that I want to squeeze it tight,
And never let go,
That it all ends peacefully.



P/S: Happy May Day


P/P/S: If anyone could get me
Shinsengumi Imon Peace Maker vol. 1-5 and also
Peace Maker Kurogane vol. 1-5
I will be a happy person, because stupid Kinokuniya don't put those books on the shelves anymore. D:

P/P/P/S: And I mean the RAW version (Japanese), not the translated English. Because... hmm.


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