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And the conversation goes like this...: August 2009
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Wednesday, August 26, 2009. Top 10 Male Singers My 5 Fav Songs from them. Sorry haven't posted in a while,. Anyways, here they are in order. Just So You Know. Best Day of my Life. Right Where You Want Me. If I (Justin Timberlake). My Love (Justin Timberlake). Sing For The Moment. Cry Me A River. What Goes Around. / Comes Around Interlude. Like I Love You. Love Like This (Natasha Bedingfield). Sorry, Blame It On Me. Right Now (Na Na Na). I Wanna Love You. I'm Still In Love With You. Cerita si gadis ini.
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Just A Girl
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Friday, March 28, 2008. I'm just a sucker for sexy hair. I like the semi-long, styled yet soft appearance of it. This was all a recipe to making him unforgettable, a courtship that began the moment he was born when he inherited his genetic pool. He covered all grounds basically, I think the only deparment he lacked in was height. Height had always been a turn-on for me, but he was only an inch taller than me - which is pretty short for a guy since I'm a petite person myself. End of chapter 3. In that 2 y...
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Just A Girl
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Friday, March 28, 2008. I have decided to imprint the story of my lovelife into a permanent record. It is much more narrative than my previous posts of opinions, feelings and outlooks on life; these are actual stories in comparison. Here is the start of it. Love me back. I was so scared to ever get hurt again that I lost the ability to take chances. In that. I was scared too. End of Chapter 1. Posted by Just A Girl. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). When I finally got over my fear of love after 2 ye.
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And the conversation goes like this...: Top 10 Male Singers + My 5 Fav Songs from them
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Wednesday, August 26, 2009. Top 10 Male Singers My 5 Fav Songs from them. Sorry haven't posted in a while,. Anyways, here they are in order. Just So You Know. Best Day of my Life. Right Where You Want Me. If I (Justin Timberlake). My Love (Justin Timberlake). Sing For The Moment. Cry Me A River. What Goes Around. / Comes Around Interlude. Like I Love You. Love Like This (Natasha Bedingfield). Sorry, Blame It On Me. Right Now (Na Na Na). I Wanna Love You. I'm Still In Love With You. Cerita si gadis ini.
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Just A Girl: July 2007
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Sunday, July 8, 2007. They let me live it. Posted by Just A Girl. It all to be well, you just want some drama in your life. So you lose a friend, you step on some toes and you feel like somethings happening in your life for once. But is it really worth it? Because thats what friends do,. They help you improve yourself. Posted by Just A Girl. Well I've created this blog kinda as therapy. Just a way to let out my thoughts and my feelings. I do. Welcome to my world! Posted by Just A Girl. Cerita si gadis ini.
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Just A Girl
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Thursday, March 27, 2008. Moments of isolation. It hurts to not be able to reach what you want. When you see it all around you, it surrounds you, and yet you cannot touch it. It's like the image of people trapped in a glass tank, able to see the outside world but unable to be part of that world. It hurts. To follow the norm, as it has been for years. Don't I have a right to satisfy my dreams? If you were to call this fair, I would call it an unjust establishment. And while an ivy-league education abroad ...
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Just A Girl: March 2008
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Friday, March 28, 2008. I'm just a sucker for sexy hair. I like the semi-long, styled yet soft appearance of it. This was all a recipe to making him unforgettable, a courtship that began the moment he was born when he inherited his genetic pool. He covered all grounds basically, I think the only deparment he lacked in was height. Height had always been a turn-on for me, but he was only an inch taller than me - which is pretty short for a guy since I'm a petite person myself. End of chapter 3. It was the ...
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Just A Girl: August 2007
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Tuesday, August 28, 2007. I had a dream. I was surrounded by water. At a river. A big river. On a canoe. There were alot of us. I was with my family. Me, my brother, my mum and my younger brother and sister, sharing 2 canoes among us. It started off at a steep fast-flowing stream. The rest of the villagers cautiously moving at a slow pace on the right while me and my brother soared. Free It was a very nice feeling. At this point my mum gets out of her canoe and into the water. She just decided. The water...
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Just A Girl
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Tuesday, August 28, 2007. I had a dream. I was surrounded by water. At a river. A big river. On a canoe. There were alot of us. I was with my family. Me, my brother, my mum and my younger brother and sister, sharing 2 canoes among us. It started off at a steep fast-flowing stream. The rest of the villagers cautiously moving at a slow pace on the right while me and my brother soared. Free It was a very nice feeling. At this point my mum gets out of her canoe and into the water. She just decided. The water...
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Just A Girl
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Tuesday, May 19, 2009. I wish it didn't happen but it did! With this hurt I feel a sore in my throat. A sore in my throat, pressure in my heavy heart, the dizziness of my light stomach, my surrendered weak legs and the muscles of my frown begin to strain. I am frail. I feel wounded. Why would you do this to me? How could you do this to me? How and why could she. Do this to me? Did both of you for one second stop to think of me? How could you, why would you? How could you, why would you?