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Truth is known only to its victims;
Life tells the biggest lies of all,
And draws wages from itself

Twisting Illusions

Franchesca, Ches
23 Sep 1991
SACian before
Thespian now

I gazed up above
Counting every star
With hands grasp tightly
Wishing the fire would never burn out

I called, I screamed, I yelled
Not once did you turn
Now with my faded voice
I longed for illusions

Even if it's a lie,
Tell me what i want to hear

Christine Teo

David

Esther Tay

Hui Shuang

Jasmine Foo
Jingle Bells
Justina Gay

Kel Lim
Kel Relationshits

Leon
Lynn

Rachel

Sherri Chong
Serene
Skye

Wendy

曲翔之

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Thursday, 29 September 2011

It is obviously for me.

You want me to get lost? Sure, I will. I'm not going to find out why for I've done nothing wrong to be chased by you. Since you are so dissatisfied with me in everything I do, I will leave without a word. I have done absolutely nothing wrong to receive such a remark from you. So very, I'll grant your wish. You want me out of your life? Sure, I will.

Do note, however, that I was already out of your life for quite some time. You won't contact me till I contacted you, yet you wanted us to be friends. I've done my part and now I'm being chased. Fair enough, I am honored and touched.

You like to go around assuming things and I am always the one who bear the consequences of your assumptions. I don't belong to you and owe you absolutely no explanations, yet I need to face your nonsense.

I had enough too. Fair enough, I'll leave as you wish.