服用接下來的這帖藥時,可以自由搭配此副帖: 卓 文 萱- 瘋了 瘋了
今天傍晚七點多的時候 如果有人注意到我的行為 一定會以為我要起笑了
先是滿眼淚水 假裝是水汪汪大眼睛
接著皺眉頭 搭配一個淺淺的微笑
然後再來個嘴角下彎 加個像前看得出神的眼睛
之後還繼續以上步驟 不限順序 不限搭配的組合形式
彷彿臉部顏面失調...
To 關心我的朋友: 我又好了喔 謝謝你們的關心
特別感謝有留言的大衛
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曲:瑪莎 詞:阿信
我 走過動盪日子 追過夢的放肆 穿過多少生死 只想看你樣子 這一刻 最重要的事 世界紛紛擾擾喧喧鬧鬧 什麼是真實 我 就算壯烈前世 征服滾滾亂世 萬人為我寫詩 哈囉凱蒂袋子 這一刻 最重要的事 世界紛紛擾擾喧喧鬧鬧 什麼是真實 你笑得像個孩子 每個平凡小事 變成永恆故事 |
作詞:阿信(五月天)/作曲:阿信(五月天)/編曲:五月天/歌:五月天 是你給阮一個夢 未記人生的苦澀 真正想要對你講 甘擱有別項 真正想要對你講 心中無別人 是你給阮一個夢 未記人生的苦澀 真正想要對你講 甘擱有別項 真正想要對你講 心中無別人 代誌要按怎繼續 我也不知道 是你給阮一個夢 未記人生的苦澀 真正想要對你講 甘擱有別項 真正想要對你講 心中啊~ 是你給阮一個夢 未記人生的苦澀 我真正真正想要對你講 心中無別人 |
It's no joke when people say 心理 可以影響 身理...
yesterday it was just my left upper arm... now it's both arms, my neck, and both lower legs... they are all aching...!!
but 我起來的時候明明就覺得睡得很好....
please let this mind-affecting, body-following ache leave soon..... 
I know I am breathing, but my mind keeps sending out the message that it's not getting enough oxygen so that I'll have to take really-deep deep breaths from time to time to sustain myself.
Gosh, this doesn't feel so good.
Remember to breathe, child, breathe.
Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in. Breathe out. You can do it.
起床了 比鬧鐘早起
外面天色看起來不錯
查天氣氣象 是個太陽躲在雲朵後面的日子
是個好兆頭 雖然目前胸悶悶的 但要撐下去 準備上班吧 孩子
p.s. 週末原本說的颱風沒來 都是大好天氣 也是一種 blessing 感謝
(Listening to: 中 國 娃 娃 的 Boom... to cheer myself up: 加油 請你加油 加油 盡力而為 加油 請你加油 只要你不放棄 Yeah! ) (What enthusiasm! Hope I can muster enough courage, wisdom, and strength to safely sail through this. Jia yo.)
被春天下的兩條蟲害慘了
要去用睡覺驅蟲+祈福
Can't eat, can't sleep, can't smile sort of thing... but I got work tomorrow... so have to force myself to eat some, sleep some... and smile...? still working on that... 嘴角怎麼這麼沉? : ' (
There are times in life when your mind just goes _ _ _ _ _.
Now I am experiencing just that.
Wish I could muster some words or actions to mend what went wrong, but all that came to my mind is just _ _ _ _ _.
It is just not right.
I want to make things better, but this _ _ _ _ _-ness is really not helping.
I'm feeling so helpless.
When will this _ _ _ _ _-ness go away?
I stare and frown and say nothing, but it is still there, trying to get on my nerves.
Why is this so hard?
There is something missing that I must recover.
Waiting, I shall, for this _ _ _ _ _-ness to disappear and for the space to be filled with the good o' joy.
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