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Everybody's gonna have a good time
Don't mention no stress right here

Kristine
Holds the key to her future, is that the key to truth?
wongmlk@hotmail.com


Shall take ourselves to a level higher. Just because we can. We shall always be happy and do whatever we want so that we would leave this world with no regrets. This is our life to live and we should answer to no one else but ourselves. We owe our lives to no one.

To speak about freedom, but not being sure if we can achieve that. But we try. I never mentioned how we should all take risks, but only calculated ones. Never do something that your conscience can't live by, you don't want to face sleepless nights.

The pursuit of happiness might not be with anyone else. The pursuit of happiness can be attained by walking the road alone. There are reasons why you remain alone, but many don't understand why you choose to be alone - they can't see why you're perfectly lonely.



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©Glamouresque.
Saturday, October 20, 2007
welcomed to my new chatroom

YOU TOTALLY HAVE NO IDEA WHO I AM IN LOVE WITH CURRENTLY :

He is soooo dam hot despite being evil Sylar in Heroes.

I like him in dorky looks whr he first appeared in Heroes
I like him in that voice of Sylar, a lil psychotic kind
I like Zachary Quinto!!!
I like evil psychotic men (haha)

Also, I discovered he acted in "So noTORIous" the movie in 2006, where he is a gay/bisexual. Lol, &he so did not kiss that guy in the sauna, Freakyyyyyyy

"I was trembling unconditionally when I became conscious of my surroundings. Was it because of the fear of the dark, the unbearable pain or the shivering colds winds of the night? All three I suppose. Lying on the thick, lush undergrowth, this place was somewhere among all these huge trees with long entangled branches that seemingly would stretch out, grab your collar and drag you into an abyss then devour you. Despite being in an unclear state of mind, I was aware of something. The nerve-wrenching torture at my lower back and my half paralysed lower body. It had hurt too much to move. Where am I?"

"Part of my memory was abruptly erased when the helicopter I was on met with those disturbing air turbulence. My mind churns when I try to recall. Neither was there vivid images of me sailing through air, nor were there massive explosions where metal pieces and me got blown far away. I am still puzzled about whether my wife is still alive or not."

"My eyes squinted and scanned the surroundings, it had already become used to the darkness, but my heart could only cringe at the recollections of numerous nightmares which had identical scenarios that haunted me since young. Just then, an owl's echoing hoot forcefully pulled my terrorized soul out of my skull. My breathing became loud and irregular. Somehow I managed to cup my mouth with my bloodied hand, something came to me that breathing too loud was just the exact thing a pathetic and tasty prey wouldn't do to attract a predator. I was convinced that the darkness led help to no avail."

"The hard knock at the back of my sore head must have temporarily eluded my sense of smell, but when it returned, it hit me with a wave of nausea. A strong stench of my blood-soaked cotton t-shirt turned me pale. Usually I would have just fainted at the slightest pungent smell of it, but collapsing now would bind me without anyways of escape. The will to live had to overpower the awful breath of blood, no matter what. I tried to feel for any piercing pains in my numb abdomen area to ensure that there was a cessation of blood loss. Accidentally, my finger trailed over a gaping wound at the side of my stiff waist, I winced. Through a little struggle, I managed to confirm that the blood had caked up and blocked the wound from infection and bleeding. It was a relief indeed."
This city's made us Crazy
And we must get out