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The Painted Music: 3/1/14
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Friday, March 21, 2014. The Thought Of You. Please do not try to kill yourself anymore. for it kills my soul every time you tried to. Please do not use blades to release your anxiety and frustrations. Please. don't. don't hurt yourself anymore. Isn't being loved a gift that we don't deserve in our lifetime? And isn't suffering life's lesson to make us grow wiser? You keep wanting to die. You are so persistent to die. And if you can be so determined to die, you can be be so determined to live, too. The Th...
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The Painted Music: 4/1/15
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Thursday, April 30, 2015. The Biggest Joke Is On Me. I am at my lowest point of my life. No one to listen to my sighs and aches. No one to encourage me to be stronger tomorrow and to be better than today. No one to wipe the tears away from my eyes every night. No one to stop me from hurting myself and drowning myself in booze and blades. I am bitter. I am full of anger. Because of you. Your betrayal to me. Your broken words. Have all left me devastated and a wreck beyond recognition. When you love a diff...
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The Painted Music: 6/1/15
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Monday, June 8, 2015. The other day, you laughed at something funny I said, and the way you laughed, that smile of yours, that dimple that resonates with it, and your dancing eyes, and all of that imagery was forever etched in my head that when I went home all I did was to relieve that moment over and over again. You make me feel so beautiful. You make me grow like the sun shining on the plant. You make me see a future with you together. That all I ever wanted to do, was to love you with all of me. There...
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The Painted Music: 12/1/14
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Monday, December 1, 2014. I wish I could rewind time. To have just one day more with you. To have snow fights with you again. To be loved by you. To talk to you for ages on the phone. To look forward to seeing you. Basically, I missed you. Like a lot. Those were the best days of my life. Never thought I could be so happy on earth. Because now, I am hardly ever happy. So I am going to sleep and hope I live in such a dream. I used to write poetry every time I think of you. I used to play alone in school.
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The Painted Music: The Biggest Joke Is On Me
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Thursday, April 30, 2015. The Biggest Joke Is On Me. I am at my lowest point of my life. No one to listen to my sighs and aches. No one to encourage me to be stronger tomorrow and to be better than today. No one to wipe the tears away from my eyes every night. No one to stop me from hurting myself and drowning myself in booze and blades. I am bitter. I am full of anger. Because of you. Your betrayal to me. Your broken words. Have all left me devastated and a wreck beyond recognition. Jon ALi's BlogJon AL...
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The Painted Music: 4/1/14
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Wednesday, April 30, 2014. When every part of your life and every inch of your heart and every thought in your head is telling you to stay where you are because you're not sure if you're ready to give up the things that make you feel safe, that's when you need to break out. That, is a scary thought. And when you stay where you are and you find that you get worse because the things you thought make you safe don't anymore - that, is a scarier thought. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). CNY food in Melbourne.
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The Painted Music: 5/1/15
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Monday, May 18, 2015. Thank You, And Sorry. But I think I can't be with you. What is this feeling that I am having? I doubt if I like you. I doubt if I do like you to that extent. I think I was only using your presence as a means of comfort to me. And I think I should stop seeing you already. I need to disappear. To be gone far away. Far from you. Far from the people who I hate to pretend to be nice to. To save my only heart. Tuesday, May 5, 2015. So here I am with my heart on my sleeve. There's a thing ...
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The Painted Music: Pain
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Tuesday, July 14, 2015. The pain I felt when you said those words to me was indescribable. It's a sensation so painful that throbs and pulses throughout my chest cavity and tearing my internal flesh into unseen pieces. Was it because the feeling of losing somebody dear to me once more in such a short span of time triggered that intense pain? I am afraid of losing you to something so unfounded. Was it because your doubts and fears were a sign of mistrust? And it hurts to be doubted. CNY food in Melbourne.
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The Painted Music: 6/1/14
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Monday, June 16, 2014. When I saw you that day, I couldn't bring myself to face you. I could only follow you from afar. And lately I have been thinking a lot about us. About what had happened that made you left so abruptly. About our friendship. Whether there was any love in it. I've been thinking a lot lately. And I know it's pointless. But I missed you. If I could go back to the first day when we met each other, I would have been the very best person you could have ever had. Till we meet again,. I get ...
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The Painted Music: 9/1/14
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Saturday, September 20, 2014. In the dream, I was happy because everything was how it used to be. Get up and start moving.". It was a dream I wished I could stay forever in. Thursday, September 18, 2014. Mom, I Love You. I cannot imagine what my world would be without you, mother. Though I am having pains of my own, I hope yours is curable. I pray earnestly that God will hear my cry for help, to save your soul from death, to bless you abundantly with good health and strong spirit. Mom, I Love You. There'...
