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Name: Sarah
Country: China
Metro: Hong Kong
Birthday: 9/9/1986
Gender: Female


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Sunday, August 23, 2009

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"I sometimes have a queer feeling with regard to you--especially when you are near me, as now: it is as if I had a string somewhere under my left ribs, tightly and inextricably knotted to a similar string situated in the corresponding quarter of your little frame. And if that boisterous channel, and two hundred miles or so of land come broad between us, I am afraid that cord of communion will be snapt; and then I've a nervous notion I should take to bleeding inwardly." -Mr. Rochester


Saturday, April 04, 2009

Since this page seems to have become little more than a rant about various relationship issues, I may as well embrace it, and use it to it's full capacity. Hopefully no one other than a few of my girls read it. If you are reading it, sorry, I'm still just figuring it all out.

Casual-ness. Trying it out. Not liking it too much to be honest. The whole concept of staying casual with someone is not letting your emotions get entangled with the relationship/situation. But where is the enjoyment of that? You're constantly convincing yourself that you don't like this person enough to be serious, but then why are you even trying in the first place? And if you really are interested in that person, why do you have to be "casual"? And none of this stop the fact that I still turn the color of an over-ripe tomato when something sweet is done or said. What the heck does that mean? Does it just mean I'm a sucker for any kind of compliment? Where that trail of thought leads me is frightening.

But I continue on this course of action because I want no regrets. I don't want to shut myself away like I have in the past, not willing to crawl out of my shell. In my desire to not have any regrets, I fear I am doing myself a disservice. Maybe when I truly find that balance that says that:

1. I'm waiting for quality
2. But enjoying mediocrity
3. And respecting all parties feelings in the process.

OR: maybe I analyze everything to death. Hey, sometimes you just have to take things as they come.

My heart beat, beats me senselessly
Whys everything got to be so intense with me
Im trying to handle all this unpredictability
In all probability

It's a long shot but I say why not
The chance is we won't make it
If I say forget it I know that I'll regret it
It's a long shot just to beat these odds
The chance is we won't make it
But I know if we don't take
There's no chance
Cause you're the best I got
So take the long shot

I realize that there is all this doubting
That we're both scared about but
Well never see them coming
Throw caution to the wind and
Well see which way it's blowing
And to this pulling on
We'll never see it coming
Until it's much to close to stop

My heart beat, beats me senselessly
Whys everything got to be so intense with me
Im trying to handle all this unpredictability
And all probability

It's a long shot but I say why not
If I say forget it
I know that I'll regret it
It's a long shot just to beat these odds
The chance is we won't make it
But i know if i don't take it there's no chance
Cause you're the best you got
So take the long shot


Thursday, March 12, 2009

Trying not to lose my head
But I have never been this scared before
Tell you what I'll do instead
Lay my body down on the floor
To forget what I've done
Silhouette 'til the good lord come

All we know is distance
We're close and then we run
Kiss away the difference
I know you hate this one

Trying not to lose your own
Boxing up everything, you've got
All you ever knew of home
You're scared, scared to see
Your mother there in the door
You wonder where did the years go

All we know is distance
We're close and then we run
Kiss away the difference
I know you hate this one

But this is how the story ends
Or have we just begun
To kiss away the difference?
I know you hate this one

The violins make no sound
And I begin to feel the ground

All we know is distance
We're close and then we run
Kiss away the difference
I know you hate this one

But this is where the story ends
Or have we just begun
To kiss away the difference?
I know you hate this one





Tuesday, March 03, 2009

Little girls don't know how to be sweet girls.
Mama didn't teach me.
Little boys don't know how to treat little girls.
Daddy didn't show me.

Face down, on top of your bed.
Oh why did I give it up to you?
Is this how I shoot myself up high,
Just high enough to get through?

Again, the false affection.
Again, we break down inside.
Love save the empty.
Love save the empty, and save me.

Sad boy, you stare up at the sky
When no one's looking back at you.
You wear your every last disguise;
You're flying, then you fall through.

Again, the false attention.
Again, you're breaking inside.
Love save the empty.
Love save the empty, save me.
Love save the empty.
Love save the empty.

Stars feel like knives,
They tell us why we're fighting.
Storm, wait outside.
Oh, love, hold us together.

Love, save the empty.
Love, save the empty.
Love, save the empty.
Love, save the empty, and save me.
And save me.




Sunday, January 04, 2009

Sometimes I wanna quit this all and become an accountant now.
But I'm no good at math and besides the dollar is down.
plant our trees on Lake Michigan before it gets cold.
I gotta feel the wind chill again before I get old.

I want to scream I love you from the top of my lungs.
But I'm afraid that someone else will hear me.

You can blame your problems on the world for so long.
Before it all becomes the same old song.
As soon as we hit the hospital I know we're gonna leave this town.
And keep new passports and get get get get get out now!

All the "s" men said "no comment".
My mouth got "go away".
Wrong way and all the cost that it's a no win.
The time my dad called me a horse shoe crab.
And I asked him if throwing it back into the sea would bring our luck back?

I want to scream I love you from the top of my lungs
But I'm afraid that someone else will hear me.

You can blame your problems on the world for so long.
Before it all becomes the same old song.
As soon as we hit the hospital I know we're gonna leave this town.
And keep new passports.
Get out now!

Tell that boy I'll leave you alone now.
Like a store I'll turn my love down.
Soon we're in the profit of both in the business of soul.

I want to scream I love you from the top of my lungs.
But I'm afraid that someone else will hear me.
I want to scream I love you from the top of my lungs.
But I'm afraid that someone else will hear me.

You can blame your problems on the world for so long.
Before it all becomes the same old song.
As soon as we hit the hospital I know we're gonna leave this town.
And keep new passports.
get get get get get out.
get get get get get out now!






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