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:Monday, April 30, 2007:

I don't believe in birthday wishes anymore.
Cause the last one I made,
killed me the next day.

Benji


| Stripped and Lusted 2:52 PM| |

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:Sunday, April 29, 2007:

Please don't let the Sun go down on me. The things that
I've been thinking yesterday when I was supposed to
be celebrating my birthday.
I shan't write the stuffs down cause I know I'll be crying
even more.

Fuck myself, Fuck everything. Esp birthdays.
I have to tell myself that the person in reflection isn't me.

You're his present and I'm his past.

Benji


| Stripped and Lusted 3:54 PM| |

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:Wednesday, April 25, 2007:

School till 5ish today. Down to town after that to
have coffee with Jarett. We all got bitchy in the process.
I feel so liberated yet sulky today. Cause I managed
to hear his voice again after so long.

I wished he wanted to spend more time with me.
It's not that I'm doubting the love you have with me,
but sometimes, I don't need a lie.

All I need is you telling me how much we could
become. Cause I love you.

Is that too difficult? I don't want to be sitting in my
room hiding in solace again. Cause I'll be thinking of
him, my love.

The moon will not leave the sky and I'll not leave
my guy.

Baby, you're everything.

Love,
Benji


| Stripped and Lusted 11:29 PM| |

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:Tuesday, April 24, 2007:

All I want for my birthday is the gorgeous looking
Gucci cap and my boyfriend back with me.

Cause I missed my boyfriend until all the shit in
me is causing harm to my body. Bad nights and
fyp work, dear, I love you.


Benji

*click on the word Gucci to view the peekture of the cap. =)


| Stripped and Lusted 11:17 AM| |

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:Sunday, April 22, 2007:

I hope that the things that I've heard today are
untrue. But to be safe, I still don't know what
I'll do. aye,

But one things for sure is that Hon, I still
love you. Heaven is hell without you with me.

Take care dear.

Love,
Benji


| Stripped and Lusted 12:25 AM| |

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:Wednesday, April 18, 2007:

To the one person I love,

stand up for life,
stand up for love.

sleep tights darling.

Love,
Benji


| Stripped and Lusted 10:40 PM| |

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:Tuesday, April 17, 2007:

Things have been a bit haywire lately. My mood's swinging
like a yoyo. Well, don't blame me but the fever that I'm having.
Just by looking at the time now and having to stay up blogging.
School's in again which means the year1s are here. Gosh,
there's so many things to do.

I do feel lonely at times. Having to wear the usual mask we all
wear infront of our friends, having to hide the ugliness from
within. Having to put up a strong front to show that outgoingness
when exactly, the person inside is weak and broken.
With so many things running through my mind, I wish I had
spent more time with you. I wished you actually spent more
time with me.

Call me the paranoid bitch but I only get to see the person I
love for awhile. I can't help but love you even more. Which
makes it even harder for me cause I bother too much.
A sentence in Saunders' blog caught my eye which I couldn't
help but agree.
I missed so many things about you.
But why, why do you have to lie.

I read through your sms-es like a bedtime story.
I missed you so much.

Benji


| Stripped and Lusted 12:09 AM| |

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:Sunday, April 15, 2007:

Your words warm my heart out,
I feel so loved.

But

Your actions spear my heart out,
I feel lost.

I love you darling, but I feel insecure.

But with each sight of you, it makes me
so calm. You mean the world to me.

Benji


| Stripped and Lusted 12:39 PM| |

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:Thursday, April 12, 2007:

At night, just before I go to bed, I think about you.
In the mornings, I hope just by hook or by crook,
I'll be receiving your text messages. You make me
sleep soundly at night without even waking up once.
Cause I know that you're once there for me.

By the moments together I've spent with you,
It makes myself feel so comfortable. I never felt
better since the lonely days I had and the times I
was away. Cause you've found me in the lowest
time in my life and helped pull me back up.

But I think I'm falling. I'm falling deeper for you.

Benji


| Stripped and Lusted 12:43 PM| |

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:Wednesday, April 11, 2007:

"The moon once said to me, since your lover made you cry,
why don't you leave him".

I looked at the moon and replied,
"Would you leave your sky?"

>.< this sucks.

Benji


| Stripped and Lusted 12:54 AM| |

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:Monday, April 09, 2007:

After running away from home for 3 days, I feel the
uptight feeling of doing it again. I don't want to go
home. I want to do the things I want to do without
any restrictions. I want to let my wings soar.

Why do people tell me to cheer up and take care when
knowing, it's not going to help? I'll prolly just nod my
head in agreement but sulk and cry later when no one's
looking. I've got to thank 5 people throughout these 3
days.

No less, it's kenndra and gary. The other 3 are from
tantric. And yes, the person that purposely came to look
for me. It includes you, the one that I'm supposed to
buy ice cream for.

All the people that was with me at the bar, seeing me in
my downiest moments. Crying my fucking eyes out for
someone. Thank you.

Love, Benji


| Stripped and Lusted 2:09 PM| |

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:Tuesday, April 03, 2007:

And then it was back to the normal life of the 9 to 6
job which I had. He's back in camp with the normal
daily routines and I've my own too.

Things are so different. It could be the times in life
and love which I feel insecure with. But with the
touch of love in life, everything seems complete.

I'm no different from the rest of the people who
wants the same feeling. This bond has to be true.
Cause you mean the world to me.



Benji


| Stripped and Lusted 9:49 AM| |

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:Monday, April 02, 2007:

Fashionista and my favourite songs blasting from the
speakers of the bar. Being with the one I love. No words
can explain myself =)

Indeed he has to go back to camp, and I shouldn't feel
all so paranoid cause I'm not lah. He has to go back to
camp what. HAHA,

Dear thanks for everything. Love you.

Benji


| Stripped and Lusted 12:21 PM| |

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about the boy.
'benji
02may88.taurus
maxatom@hotmail.com

sitting in the dark.
in a room. facing the wall.
looking back at the past.
wearing a mask, hiding the truth.
it's time to reveal everything.

gaps left behind.
the streets were wet and the gate was locked.
so i jumped it and let you in.
with your hand around my waist.
everything could be felt again.
and i knew that you meant it.

not forgetting.
Andy
Benji
Cindy
Chu Yang
Dennis
Darren
Fyedee
Gary
James
Jeremy
Jiawei
Jimmy
Jayden
Matthew
Max
Nick
Shuhui
Sean Remiel
Trent
Wei Hao
Xiaotaizi Didi

I declare.

I declare that there are losers in life. But nothing compares to those whom spam tagboards. Cause they have nothing better to do but try to beautify other people's life by the attention they are giving.

Blessed Be,



antiquity.