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{ Dreamer }
Definition:

1. a person who dreams.

2. a person who lives in a world of fantasy; one who is impractical and unrealistic.

3. a person whose ideas or projects are considered audacious or highly speculative; visionary.
{ Marianne }

The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.
It was always you.

{ Past. }

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{ Sunday, January 25, 2009 }

TSK.

Yesterday was pretty fun (: Spend the day cleaning up the house and my tee shirts came! PRETTY (: Seriously! HAHA.

I painted my nails for the first time. LOL. Black because I refused any other colour. Maybe I should get green. Like Steffy XD

Anyways, my voice is still not back sadly ): And cny is creeping up already which completely sucks. Ah wells. My new bedsheet rocks too by the way. LOL.

We went to the market in the middle of the night to get things we need for a yummylicious feast :D WHOO. HAHA.

Okay, thought I'd have stuff to write about but I guess not XD

They say I'm insane; they say I mad.
For loving you when you dont love me back.
But they dont know what we had.
They dont know what I lack.
They try to judge me; tell me I'm wrong
Saying I'm a fool to even fall for you.
They dont know why I wrote this song.
They dont know what you do.

They can say whatever they like;
Try to tell me I'm walking on a wire.
But they dont know the battles I fight,
They dont know the reasons I cry.
Because they dont know just what you mean to me.
And you dont know just what you mean to me.
So go on and say whatever you like.
But they dont know what I think of inside.

Its having your arms around me;
A safe haven where I can sleep.
Its having you whisper in my ear;
And tell me everything I need to hear.
Its having your smile to smile back at;
The one thing that drives me mad.
Its having your lips on my lips;
The feeling of your beautiful kiss.

So try; time and again.
To tell me I'm living in a dream.
To say that its the end.
And there's no point in wanting to scream.
They say "Let it go;
You foolish girl"
But they dont know;
Your eyes and your world.

& your eyes and yur world (:


{ fin }