Silence is not a weapon.
Nor is it a tool of cold war.
Silence is a virtue, capable of saving from countless bloody confrontations.
Silence is comfort, without having to express in any language.
Translation of the heart
Posted by
rebecca yeo
on Monday, November 9, 2009
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Hold me tight
Kiss me right
And whisper "it'll be alright"
Coz' that's all i need
For me to see the light.
Kiss me right
And whisper "it'll be alright"
Coz' that's all i need
For me to see the light.
Chemistry
Posted by
rebecca yeo
on Sunday, November 8, 2009
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SHOOT.
Posted by
rebecca yeo
on Saturday, November 7, 2009
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Now....
Since I do care a big deal not to wear on my spikes and hurt your feelings even when there's a reason to, would you kindly please care to treat the same in return?
It's already not easy to care so much for yours while I let aside mine to serve yours.
So, ladies and gentlemen, lay down your whatever weapons of anger and hold your peace because I'm holding mine down here. Shall I fire some guns to show you the difference?
OMG. This post is so emo. Shall stop here and be happy.
Since I do care a big deal not to wear on my spikes and hurt your feelings even when there's a reason to, would you kindly please care to treat the same in return?
It's already not easy to care so much for yours while I let aside mine to serve yours.
So, ladies and gentlemen, lay down your whatever weapons of anger and hold your peace because I'm holding mine down here. Shall I fire some guns to show you the difference?
OMG. This post is so emo. Shall stop here and be happy.
Ouch.
Posted by
rebecca yeo
on Wednesday, November 4, 2009
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I choose to see towards the light.
Criticism may sometimes or in fact all the time demotivates but in the end it depends on how a person takes it. I choose to grow out of it rather than defeat.
Don't I feel hurt? Of course I do. Hurts even the more when it hits on your accomplishments.
Does it mean I should let it beat me down? No.
Someday I'll come around stronger. For now, I'll hang on until I get there.
Criticism may sometimes or in fact all the time demotivates but in the end it depends on how a person takes it. I choose to grow out of it rather than defeat.
Don't I feel hurt? Of course I do. Hurts even the more when it hits on your accomplishments.
Does it mean I should let it beat me down? No.
Someday I'll come around stronger. For now, I'll hang on until I get there.