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My name is Nash and I'm 19 this year. I live in KL, Malaysia. I have many cats. I am extremely funny. I can be quiet at times, but actually I'm easily bored. A chocoholic.
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  • Crucify
    ...written on 2006-10-10, @ 5:17 p.m.

    Every finger in the room is pointing at me
    I wanna spit in their faces
    Then I get afraid what that could bring
    I got a bowling ball in my stomach
    I got a desert in my mouth
    Figures that my courage would choose to sell out now.

    I've been looking for a savior in these dirty streets
    Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets
    I've been raising up my hands
    Drive another nail in
    Just what God needs
    One more victim

    Why do we crucify ourselves
    Every day I crucify myself
    And nothing I do is good enough for you
    Crucify myself
    Every day I crucify myself
    And my heart is sick of being in chains

    Got a kick for a dog beggin' for love
    I gotta have my suffering
    So that I can have my cross
    I know a cat named Easter
    He says will you ever learn
    You're just an empty cage girl if you kill the bird

    I've been looking for a savior in these dirty streets
    Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets
    I've been raising up my hands
    Drive another nail in
    Got enough guilt to start
    My own religion

    Why do we crucify ourselves
    Every day I crucify myself
    And nothing I do is good enough for you
    Crucify myself
    Every day I crucify myself
    And my heart is sick of being in chains

    Please be
    Save me
    I cry

    Looking for a savior in these dirty streets
    Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets
    I've been raising up my hands
    Drive another nail in
    Where are those angels
    When you need them

    Why do we crucify ourselves
    Every day I crucify myself
    And nothing I do is good enough for you
    Crucify myself
    Every day I crucify myself
    And my heart is sick of being in chains

    Why do we ...
    ... chains ...
    Crucify ourselves
    Everyday

    Never going back again
    Crucify myself again
    You know
    Never going back again to
    Crucify myself
    Everyday

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