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Love is our Resistance
They'll keep us apart, they won't stop breaking us down

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The name is EELIN. I love music. I'm imperfect but I'm living in my perfect world. I'm an attention-seeking introvert. MUSIC is my best friend and EMO is my husband. I think I'm different,and different in a better way. I love the way I am. that's ME! Yeah, that's all you have to know. View my posts if you wanna know me more! :D


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Life is a song, what you do is the lyrics, how you do it is the melody, and the way you treat people will decide what the song's meaning is.

Monday, July 13, 2009

i cried. because i didn't play my solo well. of cause i didn't cry in front of my friends. i don't like to show my tears in front of many people and let them to comfort me. i really don't like that. so after the practice, i just kept my tears inside. i felt more despair after i heard xxx said that "eelin, just now your solo really...." i know what's thinking in her mind, she's thinking that she would play better than me. maybe she really can play very well. but i don't want to lose to her. she's my best friend, but sometimes she's a opponent for me, a good opponent. after that, i walked back faster and left her behind without saying a goodbye to her. i don't want to let her see my face and i don't want to see her face too. i scared i would cry. when i back home, i quickly hid into the toilet. then i burst out crying. i was only vented my feeling by crying. and i am not going to give up. please forgive me and i'll prove that i can do it!

♥our lips must always be sealed
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