Sunday, January 27, 2008

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The blog's not dead.

8 comments:

Corliss Love Keith said...

hahaha!

it's already dead loh!

where had your posts went to?

dumbass! XD

quick get alive so i can come here to release my boredom!

haha! XD



loves.
cor

Truth in the lies and his quotes inside. said...

Ha no no it is not date. Anyways thanks for the visit. However, how did you get my blog!? Who says you are allowed? hahaha... alright ... for now you can always read the older post.

Anonymous said...

I fully agree with the first comments.

Corliss Love Keith said...

hi 5 to anonymous! =D

heyheys! you wana die fast isit? tml u shall see my POWER!

HAHA! XD


loves.
cor

Truth in the lies and his quotes inside. said...

Who is anonymous, unmask yourself and the pure fact that I am replying you more so through my blog shows that this blog is not only alive but kicking.

Truth in the lies and his quotes inside. said...

Asking me to die fast corliss? I dont disturb you distrub. You are truly asking for it. Arent you afraid of the dire consquence of talking back to me?

Corliss Love Keith said...

HAHA! XD

as if i scare!

bring it on! =/



loves.
cor

Truth in the lies and his quotes inside. said...

Bring on your head la. Haiyo.


"Sometimes we seem to see hate more than love as we have that haunting confusion between both."
The leader in obivious ways but he is scared and humbled away when the truth arise one day. He fed the rich and abandon the poor, he taught the blind to walk and he helped the lame to see. Nothing more than it seems, as how contradicing life can be. To seek that path still in search to be enlighten by our very ownself and to forget knowing the rest.

About Me

Singapore, Serangoon Gardens.
I wouldnt say I'm that much of a simple guy who lives down the street with little motives running through his head, cause that wouldnt be me neither would it be that simple. Like most and all others, a man who transits between his faith, hopes and downs back to reality where either or neither both be found. If I was to state me as simple, then it places my aims to the test. Defying the oughts of nothing but the simple truth, sad and drown, torn yet driven to find out why and the reason he was brought here in aid to comprehend his fingerprints and the complex map as if a form of hardcore tattoo arcoss his palm printed; he urges his story to unfold, crushes the young chapters but alike an innocent kid, places it under his pillow. What will you do if you came back to life and held the object and subject who killed you? To meet and yet be part of the director of this enticing thriller yet dramatic plot of my life.