Singing Star.

I really don't have time to blog today.
But I am SO ranty, that I will anyway :L.
And I have heaps of stuff I wanna write, but I won't get time, and then I'll forget, and that pisses me off, which makes me even more ranty. So this blog probably won't be very nice.
Note: Some of this is taxxed.


I promised myself I would never become this person. This needy, hopeless, cliche person.
I told myself then I wouldn't miss that part of my past. But I wouldn't regret it either.
I promised myself I wouldn't act like this and think like this, and then today, I felt this weird jolt, and I remembered everything.
everything I made myself forget so that I wouldn't have regrets. And, to some extent, I don't think I do regret it.
But I miss it, and everything that came with it. Including the person I became.


There's so much more than what we see
Can't explain the spell I'm under
Everytime I look upon your face
I'm constantly amazed
And love moves through my days
In mysterious ways


People tell you to live for today.
But by the time you wake up tomorrow, today will be over.
So live for everyday, and live for every part of everyday.
That doesn't mean you should leave things until tomorrow, or that you should focus your attention on tomorrow, because tomorrow is still too unstable. But everyone should stop living just for today.


I walked away from everyone else because of you.
I lied to everyone else because of you.
You who calls me pretty instead of beautiful.
You who would rather not talk to me, than get caught talking to me.
You who always makes me feel like I'm doing something wrong.
You who makes my heart race when you send me a text message with only 3 letters. Whilst every other guy had to write for forever to get that same reaction.
And I find myself getting so mad at myself because I love you. You who doesn't try as much as they all did.
But the truth is that I am in love with you.
And that's worth being called pretty,
and it's worth not being talked to,
and its worth lying to everyone,
and it's worth the three letter conversation.
Because I love you. And I never loved any of them.
And I can't help it, and I can't change it.

And it has taken me a year and a half to find even a single flaw in you. One thing that doesn't possess devine beauty.
And now that I've found your flaws. I have this incomprehendible way of loving you even more for it.
Which I didn't even know was possible.


when i told you, you make me weak, i didnt mean at the knees.
when i told you, you made me cry, it wasnt tears of joy.
and when i told you, you made me happy, it wasnt because you were there.

Thankyou for reading ;)
I'll see you under the moon.