Dear Diary,

Erin's coming back from Paris.
She must having a hard time now,i guess.
I'm looking for something that I can do for her,just to make her feel better.
But maybe there is none...except to listen to her.
It's just...when you open up to people,you have to let goods and bads in.
But you feel like life is not fair because you can't have what you adore a lot specially when you really want it.

Is life REALLY not fair?
You have yourself alive,you have your place to live,you have foods to eat,you have water to drink,you have your friends and family and maybe your partner,you have your role,you have your statues....
What more you need?

Well,I've been thinking about the future.
I don't see any concrete views yet but I thought it's such a waste to always look behind me.
Should be looking straight ahead and move on because time is passing us by every secound you breath or blink and there's no time to waste.

Can't live in the past.

But really,
Why we live?
Why we fall in love?
Why we search for somthing in our lives?
Why we die?

Is there a right answer?
Maybe there is no right or wrong.
Because we are all different.

Can't stop thinking today!!

just trying to...

"Look On The Bright Side."

# by lia_csl | 2010-11-08 22:07 | Life
Dear Diary,

"Hammers And Strings -A Lullaby-"

These hammers and strings
Been following me around
From a box filled garage
To the dark punk rock clubs Of 1000 American crowds
And my friend calls me up

b0200708_21365075.jpgShe says,
"how have you been?"

I say,
"dear I've been well,
Yeah the money's coming

I miss you like hell.
I still hear you in this Old piano."

She says,

"Andy, I know
That we don't talk as much

But I still hear your ghost
In these old punk rock clubs

Come on, write me a song
Give me something to trust

Just promise you won't let it be
Just the keys that you touch."

She says,

"Andy,the doctors
Prescribed me the pills.

But I know I'm not crazy.

I just lost my will.

So why am I,

why am I taking them still?"

I need something to believe in
A breath from the breathing

So write it down,

I don't think that I'll close my eyes

'Cause lately I'm not dreaming

So what's the point in sleeping?

It's just that at night,

I've got

nowhere to hide

To the speepless, this is my reply:I'll write you a lullaby

A lullaby, a lullaby, a lullaby


# by lia_csl | 2010-10-31 00:00 | music
Dear Diary,

The stars lean down to kiss you
And I lie awake and miss you
Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere

'Cause I'll doze off safe and soundly
But I'll miss your arms around me
I'd send a postcard to you dear
'Cause I wish you were here

I'll watch the night turn light-blue
But it's not the same without you
Because it takes two to whisper quietly

The silence isn't so bad
'Til I look at my hands and feel sad
'Cause the spaces between my fingers
Are right where yours fit perfectly

I'll find repose in new ways
Though I haven't slept in two days
'Cause cold nostalgia
Chills me to the bone

But drenched in vanilla twilight
I'll sit on the front porch all night
Waist-deep in thought because
When I think of you I don't feel so alone
I don't feel so alone
I don't feel so alone

As many times as I blink
I'll think of you tonight

I'll think of you tonight

When violet eyes get brighter
And heavy wings grow lighter
I'll taste the sky and feel alive again

And I'll forget the world that I knew
But I swear I won't forget you
Oh if my voice could reach
Back through the past
I'd whisper in your earb0200708_1833154.jpg
Oh darling I wish you were here

# by lia_csl | 2010-10-30 00:00 | music
Dear Diary,







# by lia_csl | 2010-10-21 20:29 | Life
Dear Diary,


正直、バイト先の店長はsuch a jerkです。
He is a pain in the neckなわけですが、お構いなしでやっとります。




I don't want to feel that pain ever again.

# by lia_csl | 2010-10-18 19:06 | Life