born to blade;raised to FLY
how did the story turn so sad
perhaps people like david and rachel will understand how my life is one big melodrama.i don't noe how it turned out like that,being such a unknown character on earth.i don't noe how i became the heroine in my story.i don't noe how i became the protagonist.my life cant be defined as a big mess,more like reality tv.i bought some pretty body mist from the body shop yesterday.maybe it'll blur the awful reality a bit and i can stop fazing out into blank-mindness everytime the topic of flying away comes up.it is quite funny how running away is so easy to imagine yet so hard to do.this blog will lock the history of my departure and my arrival.the ironic plain-ness of it can only juxtapose (however you spell that) my contrasting existance in the world.life right now,may not seem like a candle in the wind,but definitely like an out of control fire i cant survive apparently.perhaps i just don't wanna go."so kiss me and smile for me;tell me that you'll wait for me;hold me like
you'll never let me go;'cause i'm leaving on a jet plane;don't know when i'll be
back again"