the imperfect perfectionist

*me *
Yanee
05/01
On my stereo: Justin Timberlake's Summer Love
Mood: Erratic

"Aye"
indie rock, alternative, pop rock: smiles: hugs and kisses: soccer: chocolates: Nike: teddy bears: touch rugby: babies: rock-climbing and bouldering: soft and pantene-smelling hair: my well-worn Levi's: Adidas: white, blue: short nice hair: Elmo, Oscar the Grouch and Cookie Monster:

"Nay"
veggies: swallowing pills: high heels: skirts: not knowing what to do: mess:

*wishlist *

a bit more freedom
PSP
new laptop
more clothes, for goodness sake!
new phone
an orange scrambler
makeover my room

Saturday, June 24, 2006

Isn't love strange?
Why do my feelings always change?
In a moment, I've fallen.
And then, nothing seems the same.

If i just could know
Whether being alone
would be better than being in love.
Cos in the end, you're on your own.

I suppose i'll see
If it's meant to be.
Why did i fall in love?
Maybe it wasn't meant for me.

There's a voice in my head
Saying leave right now instead.
And a sound in my heart
Telling me to stay.

I suppose i'll see
If it's meant to be.
Why did i fall in love?
Maybe it wasn't meant for me.

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<~ perfected ~>
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