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I want To travel to Venice.
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I want To return to the U.S.A.
I want Real Love.
I want To rule the world
I want To make them sorry.

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Sunday, June 14, 2009

Nervous

is exactly how I'm feeling right now.

Have you ever felt so nervous, so anxious, up to the point where that nervous energy makes you feel nauseous?
That nervous energy can be so strong that it makes you hallucinate, and the real becomes surreal.
Reality as real as you may think.
Reality doesn't exist.

Lucky if you have never experienced this effect before.
I did.

Nervous to the point where somehow, there's a little voice urging me to stop at the back of my head.
Because that can't happen to me.

You can't believe it's actually gonna happen but oh, it did.
You realised you screwed something up and now there's no u-turn.

Turn back.
A glimmer of hope, hey it's not gonna be as bad as you think it'll be.
Reality, surreality.
Doesn't matter, it's not gonna come true.
Don't make yourself feel better.
And that energy just rips you apart and you wish you didn't exist.

It's the most happening thing in town.
Getting your life screwed.

Hello,
welcome to the caravan.
You're in the spotlight.
Nothing else matters.
Rapid rush pushes through your head.

You can't take it, you have to talk to someone.
It's 3am in the morning, who's there to talk to?
I'll just sleep here and wait for the monsters to go away.

Hello Mum, Hello Dad.
I'm your daughter and I just had a nightmare.


♥ 11:04 PM