畫。話。
有到那種形狀嗎
為什麼一切長得好像和那張臉都不太像
泥娃娃
貓咪
玫瑰
沒有屁股的小車
奇怪的味道
跌倒的笑聲
抱著球狂奔的小男孩
雪堆
這下可要靜靜的
免得大家為了呼吸大吵一架、大打出手
So here it is.
No hype, no gloss, no pretense.
Just me.
Stripped.
有到那種形狀嗎
為什麼一切長得好像和那張臉都不太像
泥娃娃
貓咪
玫瑰
沒有屁股的小車
奇怪的味道
跌倒的笑聲
抱著球狂奔的小男孩
雪堆
這下可要靜靜的
免得大家為了呼吸大吵一架、大打出手
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11/27/2007 05:32:00 am
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It's not so easy loving me
It gets so complicated
All the things you gotta be
Everything's changing
But you're the truth
I'm amazed by all your patience
Everything I put you through
And when I'm about to fall
Somehow you're always waiting with
Your open arms to catch me
You're gonna save me from myself
From myself, yes
You're gonna save me from myself
My love is tainted by your touch
Well some guys have shown me aces
But you've got that royal flush
I know it's crazy everyday
Well tomorrow maybe shaky
But you never turn away
Don't ask me why I'm crying
'Cause when I start to crumble
You know how to keep me smiling
You always save me from myself
From myself, myself
You're gonna save me from myself
I know it's hard, it's hard
But you've broken all my walls
You've been my strength, so strong
And don't ask me why I love you
It's obvious you tenderness
Is what I need to make me
A better woman to myself
To myself, myself
You're gonna save me from myself
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11/26/2007 01:19:00 pm
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呼吸急促
我看著他彷彿用快斷腳的步伐
飛快的穿越所有人群
冰冷化為體溫
空氣堆砌成牆
我彷彿真的看著他
用飛快的步伐
追逐著他以為永遠追得上的時間
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11/24/2007 03:25:00 am
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I had been addicting to social networking sites for about 2 or 3 years.
It was taking almost all my leisure time to chat online.
I didn't regret being an addict because i'd indeed learnt the hollowness of wasting time which makes me away from being an addict again in the future.
By the way, my fast typing has been ascribed to it.
I don't agree with the strategy of selling the private information of users to advertisers.
the trend of business of those social networking sites is bound to be far away from the origin, providing a virtual space for users to have their own social activities.
Although the hyper-targeting advertisement seems a custom-made service, it is not good to users if it cannot improve the quality of service of the social networking sites.
You may say that i am too innacent to aware of the so-called business.
However, in my opinion, only the products which can satisfy customers will go a long way.
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11/23/2007 03:30:00 pm
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這跟價值觀有關
我沒有變什麼
只是價值觀有點不同
記得他說
興趣將會告訴你適合什麼
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Chloé
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11/23/2007 04:44:00 am
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in the first week i'd been getting along with everything about my first job. in the second week i've learnt myself arranging the working time. i'm planning to reduce my routine and to concentrate upon the drought. although the situation is set to change on next Monday and i am bound to get with it, i am about to carry out without doubt.
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11/16/2007 08:54:00 am
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安安靜靜的
吵吵鬧鬧的
一群孩子帶來的
盡是糾葛交織的鮮奶和咖啡
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11/15/2007 04:07:00 pm
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maybe you want a slight kiss on your pinky cheeks, or a deep cheer beside. it doesn't matter what you really want if you stay still.
Query, what has your life been expected?
Sun rises everyday, so does the life.
Dreams will have been breaking, but will you have been defeated then?
i love her not for her look, her voice or her success.
I exactly know the reason forever.
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11/13/2007 02:24:00 pm
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墮落的失望
脆弱成長得速度快到讓你無法想像
抑鬱不歡
你們全都成了海底最深的負擔
就是負擔
就是負擔
甩不開
厭倦的煩躁像菸捲兒
厭惡的丟掉
丟不去那張最糟糕的心情
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Chloé
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11/11/2007 02:11:00 pm
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Posted by
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11/10/2007 06:32:00 pm
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Artist: Christina Aguilera & Alicia Keys
Play something for me Alicia...
I just got something on my mind
Speak on it girl
It's impossible
It's impossible to love you
If you don't let me know what you're feeling
It's impossible for me to give you what you need
If you're always hidin' from me
I don't know what hurt you
I just, I wanna make it right
Cos boy I'm sick and tired of trying to read your mind
It's impossible (impossible)
Oh baby it's impossible for me to love you
It's the way it is
It's impossible (impossible)
Oh baby it's impossible
If you makin' it this way
Impossible to make it easy
If you always tryin' to make it so damn hard
How can I, how can I give you all my love, baby
If you're always, always puttin' up your guard
This is not a circus
Don't you play me for a clown
How long can emotions keep on goin' up and down
It's impossible (impossible)
Oh baby it's impossible for me to love you
It's the way it is
It's impossible (impossible)
Oh baby it's impossible
If you keep treating me this way
Over, over (over and over)
Impossible baby (impossible, impossible)
If you makin' it this way, this way
Oh baby, it's impossible
If you makin' it this way
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11/10/2007 04:26:00 pm
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something needs to be changed.
it's about destruction, reconstruction, and balance.
Nothing involved is necessary.
points of view, value systems or favour will be gone.
r u really sure about that?
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11/03/2007 05:20:00 pm
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it's the first time i've been with the new sweet couple in their wonderful car. i felt surprisingly peaceful. i had no idea about my feeling. it's weird for me. she is pregnant and going to give birth to a babe in December. the most amazing thing is there is a woman having a baby with a beautiful mind and face. i could feel the pleasant atmosphere within the car. i dipped into laughs and happiness.
Posted by
Chloé
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11/03/2007 03:56:00 pm
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