Colbie Caillat
I Never Told You

I miss those blue eyes
How you kissed me at night
I miss the way we see
Like there's no sunrise
The taste of your smile
I miss the way we breathe

But i never told you
What i should have said
No i never told you
I just held it in
And now i miss everything
About you
I cant believe i still want you
After all the things we've
Been through
I miss everything about you
Without you

I see your blue eyes
Every time i close mine
You make it hard to see
Where i belong to when im not
Around you
Its like im gone with me

But i never told you
What i should have said
No i never told you
I just held it in
And now i miss everything
About you
I cant believe i still want
You
After all the things we've
Been through
I miss everything about you
Without you

But i never told you
What i should have said
No i never told you
I just held it in
And now i miss everything
About you
(still you're gone)
Cant believe that i still want
You
After all the things we've
Been through
I miss everything about you
Without you

hmm.. im trying my best not to stoop to your level of literacy which you successfully managed to show the cyber world that you are not what you are as a person.
congratulations on that.
but my dear bitch, feelings dont lie.
i want you to know that i know.
im sure you know what i mean.

well, with that aside.
my blog seemed dead, havent it?

well, tons have been going on and i just dont have the energy nor time to write it all down.
i have a monthly update schedule which by the way is due this friday, and i have yet to touch it.
not to mention with tons of pending jobs on my table.
im killing myself.

outside work context, it has been quite stagnant with few perks along the way.
cant complain.
life's a bitch.
im still young.

to you,
i am pissed. i will hunt you down if you ever hurt him again.

to you,
i will never see you again if you let her hurt you and you let her off so easily.
you didnt give me a chance.

to you,
i dont know you anymore. yet i still do.
i dont know.

to you,
i dont want to be the guy in the relationship.
start acting like one or i'll walk away.
which i starting to.

to you,
im trying to not like you so much.

to you,
stop talking about others and make it seem as if they are the one finding fault with you.
get a life bitch.

i need a weekend getaway.
adious bitches.

its amazing how rumours starts.
like a burning fire, it started from a spark.

some people should really get a life of their own,
and the people they are bitching/kepo-ing about... didnt even feel the burn.

come on, be an adult and man up for your doings..
for once be responsible and write your bloody name on the paper and not leave it as anonymous.
think what, you writing a survey is it?
worse still, you linked the coloumn which is suppose to be your name to another blog.
mintak kene tendang?
dont know how to read is it?
NAME! not INSERT-LINK-OF-OTHER-PEOPLE'S-TUMBLR.
whoever you are, i hope fate bites you in the back when you least expected it.

why are you so bothered about whats going on in other peopele's life?
dont you have a life of your own?
dont tell me its perfect, shit happens once in a while.
so clean up your own shit and leave other's shit as it is and not dump your shit with theirs!
thats just insanely childish of you.

man enough? i want to see your face.
come on. its a challenge.

im sure you're reading this since you got my tumblr.
seriously takde keje?
other people have a hard time finding my tumblr and you have it.
bravo to you.

show your damn face.
OKAY LAH.. give you chance.
just write your name.
NAME.
not difficult right?
since you are clever enough to link people's blog im sure you can type out your name.

shingz.

and by the way, its a song from The Script; Before The Worse.
go look up for the lyrics.

double shingz.

when good turns bad,
when right turns wrong,
when everything you believed in bites you from the back,
when the world starts to turn against you,
who do you stop to blame?
who is to blame?
the world?
or yourself?

when do you stop and accept the fact you are at fault, now?
when will you realize it if your head is up in cloud nine, thinking it will all stay for a while?
how would you know it will last for a while?
can you gurantee that?
will you put your life on the line?

put your ego aside and step into the light.
the life.
its bright, too bright to see through the naked.
we have to find shade to block the sun.
sometimes we find it, most times we dont.
and thats life.
you just got to swallow it.

do the crime, pay the time.

Don Mclean
Vincent

Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and gray
Look out on a summer's day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and the daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colors on the snowy linen land

Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now

Starry, starry night
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in violet haze
Reflecting Vincent's eyes of China blue
Colors changing hue
Morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hands

Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now

For they could not love you
But still your love was true
And when no hope was left in sight
On that starry, starry night
You took your life as lovers often do
But I could have told you Vincent
This world was never meant for one as
beautiful as you

Starry, starry night
Portraits hung in empty halls
Frameless heads on nameless walls
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget
Like the strangers that you've met
The ragged men in ragged clothes
A silver thorn on a bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow

Now I think I know
What you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen they're not listening still
Perhaps they never will

the days at NYP football field.

its funny how people can say they dont,
but in fact they are actually doing so.

never change.

Im Yours
The Script

You touch these tired eyes of mine
And map my face out line by line
And somehow growing old feels fine
I listen close for I'm not smart
You wrap your thoughts in works of art
And they're hanging on the walls of my heart

I may not have the softest touch
I may not say the words as such
And though I may not look like much
I'm yours
And though my edges may be rough
And never feel I'm quite enough
It may not seem like very much
But I'm yours

You healed these scars over time
Embraced my soul
You loved my mind
You're the only angel in my life
The day news came my best friend died
My knees went week and you saw me cry
Say I'm still the soldier in your eyes

I may not have the softest touch
I may not say the words as such
And though I may not look like much
I'm yours
And though my edges may be rough
And never feel I'm quite enough
It may not seem like very much
But I'm yours

I may not have the softest touch
I may not say the words as such
I know I don't fit in that much
But I'm yours