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: christian : brown hair : blue eyes : short : lazy : gullible : collector of sea shells : procrastinator : perfectionist : beach bum : eater-of-everything : hopeless romantic : sleeper inerer : diver : musician : optimist : poet : camper :
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there was a small chicken named Tara,
who was turned into chicken parmigiana,
to the farmers remorse,
she wasnt much of a course,
that silly chicken named Tara.
-NATE
我爱
: the beach : sunshine : pesto : diving : sudoku : sea shells : custard tarts : banana&lime shakes : stars : giraffes : sailing : wollongong : bailey's ice cream : camping : seafood : nice smiles
我恨
: cockroaches : rain : pigeons : littering : eels : burnt toast : cream
话
愿望
get a pet llama
dive with seals
beat the asians in Mandarin
be able to open a bottle with my belly button
see a play at the sydney opera house
jump into a pool of jelly
朋友
daniel
deberino-blah
dionne
dot
ling
mark
matt
mei
nathan
nick
peter
renee
son
susu
timmins
yvonne
yelitte
谢谢
Designer: yyanniies
Basecode: PAPERLOVE
Programme: Paint
Images: Self-drawn by Yyanniies
Bg: curving in Ps
since august 06
♥
Friday, October 27, 2006
11:46 PM
[ I wish you were here ]
Over the sea and far away
She's waiting like an iceberg
Waiting to change
But she's cold inside
She wants to be like the water
All the muscles tighten in her face
Buries her soul in one embrace
They're one and the same
Just like water
And the fire fades away
Most of everyday
Is full of tired excuses
But it's too hard to say
I wish it were simple
But we give up easily
You're close enough to see that
You're on the other side of the world to me
On comes the panic light
Holding on with fingers and feelings alike
But the time has come
To move along
Can you help me
Can you let me go
And can you still love me
When you can't see me anymore
You're close enough to see that
You're on the other side of the world to me
You lift me up and you tear me down, and I can't do anything because I don't know if it's really your fault. You can be such a hypocrite at times, I worry about you, yet at the same time I delight in the opportunity to support you in the times you need me. Though every time I reach out to you, every time that I show you I care, you shove it back in my face, like a 'stab in the heart' in your own words. You're full of excuses and I am left helpless - I can't help you when you don't want me. We are so close, like two halves of one person, but I don't know where you've gone these days.
[ please come back ]