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which of the things today i let to exist will soon be gone

beauty, like hate, depends on sight. out of sight, out of thought. it gets back as the law of physics which says nothing is lost. actually, the thing which gets it to the situation of feeling loss and its total calculation (fictitious o not) is not the actuality but only opinion. one loses nothing. it's only opinion. you'll know you'll see the next thing soon. laugh?

my angel by tres

Is it wrong
To feel the way I do
Will I go on,
With this feeling that I have

Refrain:

Couldn't be sure
If you'll open up your heart for me
If baby I would say...

Chorus:
That I love you my angel,
(For) You're the one who makes me dream,
Fills my heart with everything
So I need you my angel,
Will I ever hold your hand,
And whisper what I truly feel for you

How can I start to tell you,
This feeling makes me weak
Will I keep this love forever,
Ignore my love for you

Repeat Refrain, Chorus

Bridge:

How can I say
When will I start
I'm afraid
I'm afraid (I'm afraid)
Oh, how can I say
I'm scared of losing you

Repeat Chorus 2x

okay. i deleted the post. the post is about sleeping without pills, dying the next day, waking up okay. i also talked about this one's being a job applicant about a housekeeping job in ireland. then the good things which go with it.
it's a sunday. i think about going to a place of faith. it's not enough. i deleted the post accidentally and i died a bit. nice day to all.

two days ago the thing i saw on ebay.ph got to i. it had a 40 peso fee. anyway, it's a radio cassette player with fm. no am. phones...no, plug. fun, huh? it's thing no.1 about ebay.ph. i thought i'd laugh. i spent the next day sleeping. lunch, yeah. then lots of sleep next. i was okay. i think i'd be okay. now is today. and i was excited to see the inbox. i hadn't been about it days. no notes. no jobs. i scouted the net on pay per posts sites to get pyapal cash to spend on ebay.ph.

today, i bought two AA cells to get to the radio. it's a nice day. today, this one's less poetic though.

hate is okay. especially when it's a tuesday. life is fun when it's the cool things which go about the day to one. it sucks when you step on an icky thing and gets you no choice but to go to bed pissed. hate.

hate is a thing of the past when it's wednesday. the next day is okay. until it sucks about lunch. you know, one gets to call you to say a nice thing. then you don't get it. laugh at it. then weep. it's a date which cannot be. ahhh, a lot nice, isn't it?

you get to be cute weekends. i think it's the big bag law. things explode. it's the sky. then it falls.

the attack of the bunnies in school clothes. one's eyes say it all. life is cute when one is cool. so hate. i could not fall in feelings though sundays.


when i pass places of faith i always think, " when's the wedding?" next date please. hate all. it's the clothes and the sun which i think is so detailed enough to see when i get to be in bed.

how's the sky, people?

whoa. tonight is a splashy night. then you died. so i wept. then i saw you outside. i followed you o what's like you about.  i think it's loneliness. no, i think it's sadness.  which was it? it  is now lightness of being . you, a ghost, still looks about i? i hope so. it's nice when one is all alone. then it's sad. nakakatakot na nga ah. patay ka na pala.
always with you.