wow. i slept from like 4-10. haha it felt good after a long nap. i even feel like doing homework this time =]
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i always feel like you're judging me. when i don't finish my hw, when i don't pick up my phone, when i don't do the daily routines i should be. haha, this sounds like you're justified as i say this outloud. sure, i'm a slacker but i'm not stupid. i might not work as hard as you but that doesn't mean you need to look down on me. thought we were friends but every time i say something, i feel like you're judging me. only when you're having good mood swings, i can talk to you without feeling that way. but on most days you're not that welcoming. freakin a, i try to brush it off since its so early in the morning but i can only take so much. its starting to piss me off. i wish i could tell you a nicer version but i'm too scared. what kind of a friendship is this? but don't get me wrong; i still want to be friends if we even still are...
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lovable.
It's only 1:59PM without you.
trying to count the things that can't be counted.
Here I Am
Melodies
I was sure by now, God, you would have reached down and wiped our tears away, stepped in to save the day. But once again, I say, "Amen," and it's still raining. I remember when I stumbled in the wind. You heard my cry, you raised me up again. My strength is almost gone. How can I carry on if I can't find you?
And as the thunder rolls, I barely hear you whisper through the rain, "I'm with you." And as your mercy falls, I raise my hands and praise the God who gives and takes away.
And I'll praise you in this storm and I will lift my hands. You are who you are, no matter where I am. Every tear I cry you hold in your hands. You never left my side and though my heart is torn, I will praise you in this storm.
I lift my eyes unto the hills. Where does my help come from? My help comes the Lord, the maker of Heaven and Earth.
And as the thunder rolls, I barely hear you whisper through the rain, "I'm with you." And as your mercy falls, I raise my hands and praise the God who gives and takes away.
And I'll praise you in this storm and I will lift my hands. You are who you are, no matter where I am. Every tear I cry you hold in your hands. You never left my side and though my heart is torn, I will praise you in this storm.
I lift my eyes unto the hills. Where does my help come from? My help comes the Lord, the maker of Heaven and Earth.
Big Bang ♥
lovable.
2PM Park Jaebum
It's only 1:59PM without you.
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