Jus wondering who will see this -wenpu. All Art, like all Love, has its roots in Heartache. Laugh, and the world laughs with you;. Weep, and you weep alone. But has trouble enough of its own. Sing, and the hills will answer;. Sigh, it is lost on the air. The echoes bound to a joyful sound,. But shrink from voicing care. Rejoice, and men will seek you;. Grieve, and they turn and go. They want full measure of all your pleasure,. But they do not need your woe.

BPGHS, BPMB, Eupho section. Someone who constantly teeters on the brink of normalcy. Music, band, my section, my eupho. audie! My family and friends! People who attempt to stretch. Usually they end up being snubbed. Thursday, March 10, 2011. Actually, who are you not to be? I painted the picture at. Thursday, December 06, 2007.

Friday, May 17, 2013. I would have been able to afford my own place? No need to put up with all this bloody noisy stress. Whenever I have a major essay. No me gusta trabaja mucho. Wish I had a pet. Without needing to be on guard. I need to do this. Focus and get it done. Forget about all the people who think they know better.

Time changes everything, even you and I have changed. The rain, the winter spring has made us fade away. I really wonder how you feel on these nights so alone. Life will be better in spring. Gosh, i feel dumb. Sometimes you wonder if people really meant what they said. Forget it, forget it, tolerance.