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in the arms of an angel..
Sunday, September 06, 2009 10:20:00
...fly away from here.


Hmmm, performing at 3.30pm today. The thought of it is rather heart wrentching.

The chaotic weather last night/this morning was like the insides of my heart.. an absolutely mess. But I guess it really isn't something that I can't get over... well least I'm hoping. Last night, talking to Yuqing, Asyraf, Ian and Yiwen last night, I felt numb. This morning my heart felt raw and exposed but least that means there room for healing right? Least it's not decaying.

Funny how we're talking over msn about our possessions; it's my new mantra: Numb kim, nothing, numb.
That jacket, the shirt, your scent... I want to get rid of it. But it keeps lingering.
Taunting.
So all I'm keeping, is that horrid shirt you dislike.
Maybe one day I'll have enough courage to return that to you as well.

I think I might just go learn more lyrics.


Numb kim,
nothing but numb.