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Sunday, December 17, 2006

爱我的人为我痴心不悔
我却为我爱的人甘心一生伤悲
在乎的人始终不对
谁对谁不必虚伪
爱我的人为我付出一切
我却为我爱的人流泪狂乱心碎
爱与被爱同样受罪
为什么不懂拒绝痴情的包围

chilled out with wolves at brewerkz and had quite a relaxing time. had a chat with michelle and we were talking bout love and life. she said this, life's like that, we always fall in love with someone who doesn't love us. so simple but true.

i guess the gang of them are the ones who really and truly know the secrets in my heart. (: love them and love the way we are. the way we can just hang out and talk and be a good company to one another. and the beer is not bad!

and on the way back, i begin to ponder and wonder about you and all that you're worth. i wonder if i've become more selfish now and refuse to sacrifice and risk it all for someone anymore. i still think you're worth it all, but somehow i lack the courage to take the next step.

let's just let go and let life lead itself. (: life's good like that.

maybe someday our paths will cross and then we'll walk together down the same road.
-cheryl
12:41 AM





Cheryl

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