a bullet through the heart </3

Saturday, September 03, 2005

dreams music and blood.

dreams.
i have been having weird dreams. and some good 1's. first it was a happy moment. talking walking sharing and stuffs. all the things i like doing. then suddenly it turns dark. sad. and it rain. me playing soccer? didnt catch the ball. then breaking my hand. suddenly blood? then was playing the drums. relie fast. i dont noe. weird... it was the same for two daes straight. it was alwaes dissapointing. cos i dont wish to wake up. i mean i dont want the bad part. and when i wake up i feel so regretful. and i feel like sleeping again. dream. and all i can do now is just dream...

music.
it changes the mood. from sad to happy. the suspends... it does. and eerie. wow. it needs no translation. from brazilian music to france. just listen and enjoy. its something beautiful.

blood.
Wet warm and sticky. thats wat he felt.
cold wet and sad that was wat i felt.
the slit it thirce.
i did it twice.
he fell asleep.
i felt dizzy.
he set his hope so high.
do did i.
now he's dead.
he had aids.
i had a broken heart.
which forced me to cut.
sadness grew upon me.
darkness became my second friend.

n's
yesterdae was my n'level listening compre. whew! it was easy! gosh... i thot i was gonna get kapoww! but i didnt! i went in wit no confidence. and i came out winning the match. i didnt noe wat gave me confidences. i was sad. something happen somewhere. peed in my pants i didnt. aniwes thnks.

[[ music blood and dreams. shattered. ]]

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