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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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Sunday, 25 September 2011

Sometimes I wonder what situation I am in. To be happy by others and not family.

What makes a family, family? I mean seriously, is it just because they are blood-related to us so that’s why they are called family?

Yesterday was beautiful. In general. Though what i had prayed for didn’t come true, at least I did try to wish for me. Home, is indeed an exhausting and excruciating place to be in. It reek the smell of fear.

I stepped into a river. Hopefully my journey in this river will long and slow. I love this river. Just everything about this river. The beauty of it is overwhelming but I’ll try to grasp every bit of it. The slipping water shows my flexibility in control, and the water held shows my selfishness for it.