Swing swing

Days swiftly come and go,
I'm dreaming of her.
She's seeing other guys,
Emotions they stir.
The sun is gone,
The nights are long,
And I am left while the tears fall.

Did you think that I would cry,
On the phone?
Do you know what it feels like,
Being alone?
I'll find someone new...

Swing, Swing, Swing from the tangles of,
My heart is crushed by a former love.
Can you help me find a way,
To carry on again?

Wish cast into the sky,
I'm moving on.
Sweet beginnings do arise,
She knows I was wrong.
The notes are old,
They bend, they fold,
And so do I to a new love.

Bury me...
(You thought your problems were gone)
Carry me
(Away, away, away...)

Brooding at home in the dark.
Listening to 3 Doors Down,
And other forms of angry,
Depressing music.
Ate nothing but a can of Campbell's the whole day.

I am mildly depressed.

This entry is here because,
I can be such a wuss sometimes.

I've just spent hours,
Pouring over sites that contain info regarding ftms.
And I'm more sure than ever of what I want.
Nobody's gonna help me achieve my goal.
I have to help myself.

And there are some fears that I have.
Some are really lame but no harm worrying right?

Obvious changes includes deepening of your voice.
Nice,
Except I'm afraid to lose my singing voice.
How lame is that!
And I don't want to go bald on testosterone!
Since my dad and my 2 brothers are all losing their hair,
I'm very sure I have a high chance,
Of inheriting male pattern baldness.
Yikes.

Actually I'll rather be a bald guy,
Than a butch with a full head of hair.

More rubbish another day.

Girls can be so cruel sometimes.
What do I have to do to make you care?

I am starting to develop a phobia of calling you.
I call because I miss you.
Because I want to hear your voice.
Because I hope that we can make things right.

But whenever I call,
I just end up making the situation worse.
We quarrel.
We say hurtful things.
You'll tell me that you have given up on me.
You said that your love is getting lesser by the day.
You said that you're never coming back to me.

Some girls can just be so cruel.

Even if we can't get back together,
I will never stop loving you.
I'm not going to try to stop,
Because I want to love you.

It hurts to know that I can't be the one for you.
I've always given 100% of me into the relationship.
If I have the chance to do it all over again,
I promise I'll give 101%.
No.
Make that 200%

I'll admit,
I'm not good at taking care of someone else.
You've given me so many chances in the past,
But I still haven't learn anything.
It's just something,
That I'll have to spend the rest of my life learning.

How I long to hear your voice in my ears again.
You in my arms.
Your lips on mine.

You are my everything.

A fool and his love are soon parted.

I read everything that you wrote to me.
Every word,
Every sentence.
How I miss the good ol' days that we used to share.

Suddenly I realize,
That they will simply just remain the good ol' days.
In our memories.

Sven's cable & tv weekly highlights

Monday
Fear Factor, 8pm (AXN)

Tuesday
MTV Jams, 10pm (MTV)
The Guess Show, 11.45pm (Channel U)
Undeclared, 1.30am (Channel 5)

Wednesday
Buffy the Vampire Slayer, 12am (Channel 5)

Thursday
Chemistry, 8.30pm (Channel 5)
The Bachelorette, 10pm (Channel 5)

Friday
The Amazing Race, 8pm (AXN)
- I LOVE THIS SHOW!!!

Haha Nette thinks I'm like Bruce too.
Oh well I don't really mind.

The primary function of Last Days,
Was to serve as a collection of my last thoughts,
Before I die.
In other words,
An extended online version of a suicide note.

Then it became a place where I wrote to Nette everyday,
Because we lost contact in December.
So much to say and nowhere to be heard,
I wrote to Nette almost everyday.

Now it's home to all my mindless ramblings.
Hahahaha.
The title isn't appropriate anymore,
But it adds to the insanity.

I'm still counting down to my last day!
Hopefully there are still many more days to count.

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Lol.
How come like that?