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:Wednesday, July 11, 2007:

I was in a cab on the way home today and I had this
little chat with the driver about Singapore's living
standard versus Singapore's earning standard. And I've
never realized that I could learn so much from the
old man. Money isn't going around well enough for
some people. But well, I've more moody matters
to attend before I kill myself with thoughts rushing
through my mind like a bullet train.

I feel lost. Lost at words, lost at the things that I am
doing. Nobody said it was easy, no one said it will be
this hard either.

I was just guessing at thoughts and messages, pulling
the puzzles part. The feeling of running in circles and
chasing tails, past hauntings coming back to the start,
a rush to get out of a situation but you can't, cause
you're feeling a thousand aunties carrying gucci and
prada throwing invisible daggers at you, piercing hard
with each strike. Getting no where trying to breathe
again cause you can't run.

"Questions of science,
Science and progress,
Do not speak as loud as my heart"

For everything that is real, it will be too late.
I'll be going back to the start. Cause nobody said it was easy,
no one said it will be
this hard either.

Benji


| Stripped and Lusted 12:28 AM| |

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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.