as the days pass, I'm more and more amazed at how transparent and invisible I can be

because I'm tempted by the thought of being able to taste those beautiful yet forbidden things

I thought I could get rid of you, so you’ll leave me all alone but I was being navie because you’re part of the past that I wish not to have

falling head over his heels, it's not the ones ladies wear on their feet

it's ironic how some people can say somethings yet those words implies to them as well ...

because when you stop lying to yourself, you'll finally admit that it's just impossible that it could belong to you in the first place

it's plain torture with it's on the verge of getting out of hand

Big Bang's songs ...

because it's ripped, smashed, trampled over and left to fend for itself ...

looking forward to the new MSN page