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I've Been Thinking - Cat Power

Be my boy, be my boy
Be my boy, be my boy

Be my boy, be my boy
Be my boy, be my boy

I've been thinking about those things you said
I've been thinking about those things we did
I've been thinking about those things you do
I've been thinking about those things you made me do too

Be my boy, be my boy
Be my boy, be my boy

I was hypnotized
By your fairy eyes
Like a tiger in the dark
You were hungry from the start

Be my boy, be my boy
Be my boy, be my boy

Diamonds, candy pills
One million dollar bills
You can try
But you can't buy me, buy me

Diamonds, candy pills
One million dollar bills
You can try
But you can't buy me

You can slide slide
Slippity slide
Hip hop
And don't stop
I'll never be
On my knees

You can slide slide
Slippity slide
You can hip hop
And don't stop
'Cause I'll never be
On my knees

When I saw you on the street
I just had to look away
You were so sweet
Sexy Steez
Lay back relax
Street boy please
Wait a second it's gonna take awhile

Slide slide
Slippity slide
You can hip hop
And don't stop
I'll never be
On my knees

You can slide slide
Slippity slide
You can hip hop
And don't stop
I'll never be
On my knees

I've been thinking 'bout
Why you act so proud
I've been thinking 'bout
What's this shit about
Am I losin' control
Am I losin' my soul
Just tell me am I losin' you

Be my boy, be my boy
Be my boy, be my boy

Be my boy, be my boy
Be my boy, be my boy

Diamonds, candy pills
One million dollar bills
You can try
But you can't buy me

You can slide slide
Slippity slide
You can hip hop
And don't stop
'Cause I'll never be
On my knees

You can slide slide
Slippity slide
You can hip hop
And don't stop
'Cause I'll never be
On my knees

I've been thinking 'bout
I've been thinking about
I've been thinking 'bout
I've been thinking about
Losing you

forever 27.

you keep me smiles, but mostly cried.
it just take too long time to reckon ....
here i am, insensitive.
without you, will i?
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keep being Questioning, day-by-day, i am learning to be fine...
people ... strangers ... to me, .. asking.......why?
every little memory they shouldn't care but i do.
its' real, but how if it really could be an end?

i did hope i didn't speak it to you, didn't do anything rude.
you will not forgive me, i knew.
'n me, collapsed.

no more tear this time say goodbye.

felt sad, felt sorrow, felt sorry but everything is understood.
i did try, but do you? i will not know, and it's not important now.

wish you all the best in the way you choose and stay in our friendship!
your importance is no doubt,
but we should understand that we are not the perfect second half.

"I cannot look at your face, coz all the sorrow comes."
"I felt sorry if I bring you any troubles"
"whatever, I don't care"
"It's difficult!"
"Relax and we will see again.. "

those you said, and i kept in mind on the day...
i tried understand your culture but i couldn't follow all the advices you suggested.
and i realized i don't wanna stay in KL, and i don't wanna be muslim.
i spoke my heart but you keep secret.
you wanna be big-man and i am a big-woman.
everybody is getting mature but why not you? ...
anyhow, you are only 23.

the way we said goodbye, tough time but i couldn't say more on it.

we do love, in friendship i wish.

touching piece.

you understand everything.

the ultimate union.

you suffer rejoice love rage kiss laughs.

we were born for the same thing.

to discover and love what has been discovered. hidden.

with the grief of always losing it.

you are beautiful. i endow you with your beauty.

soft in your immense sadness.

simple bitterness. arms you against everything that does not free you.

rebellion aganist everything that chains you.

you love, love me as the center.

me as myself.

it won't achieve a prodigious memory of you

passing through my life scattering jewels.

i'll only collect after you've gone.

there is no distance.

only time.

listen to me

cares me with what you're looking for

and with what you search.

i'm going to you and to me.

like all the whole songs seen.

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i dunno thy love, but i love thee.

The Diary of Frida Kahlo: An Intimate Self-Portrait

love and have the love in return?

kickin' out my family....

i am now in OZ.

sharing love and building love for other, idalina the cupid.

imagining and acting.

with my committment, but i felt tat i am doing enuff.

for you ...

i dun wanna take the responsibility for your life.
somebody else do better than you.
somebody else love me more than you.
i am so silly.

with sucha "committment" and you empty lies.

you don't really catch my breathe and my little voice.

without me, you are gonna die?

but how'd u reach me if i am gonna commit suicide?

i hate myself....... too much....... in the dark side.

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. pls kill me 'n stop asking me why.

drink drink drink and who care my shitty life?

absent mind.

babe where are u?

i don't wanna go crazy again.

The Disney trip cheers me a bit, and i felt pretty grateful of having lotsa good friends.
Free ticket but with losta laughs and happiness....

but ...

babe where are u?

forget time but cannot forget one...

i don't wanna think. ..

difficult morning .. .

when i think of you, i can't stop crying.

yet, i need to focus now, everyday i woke up, the world is in hell.
everyday i am in fear, and i don't wanna be like this ...

how come you always make me unhappy in the last minute?
i know you are fu*king shit and me2, but i trust so much in our friendship.

i wanna stay alone at home, wipe my tear and do things better.
i need to call my uncle to confirm my arrival, i need to buy some travelling kits,
i need to do a lot of research .. . made myself ready for many things..

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.. ... . .

there is a 2 ways ticket to malaysia, but i don't know i have the fucking amount of $$
to P.Redang or not. If I didn't go there, it will be a pin in heart, which made me not ready to Oz. ..

silly. i am damn a loser and fu*kin' silly to you.

maybe i am thinking too much, maybe you are busy, maybe you have no money,
maybe it's the way you treat me "good" again...

but.. i just wanna hear your voice.

why can't we talk? why not? where are you, sob?

didn't you promise me no more hurt again until we meet?

...

day by day... . . sucks.

prepared for the worst..

when the music is on, i can't stop crying.

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if you don't care, why spent several months keeping in touch together?
you promised you will make the call, and i stay waiting.
day by day passed, and it turned me into fear...
6 more days to go..
wut can i do? no internet, no phone, and now no connection thru your brother....
what's happened to you my dear? i worried, and i dunno wut to help.
sensing sth bad, like wut u did to me before January trip.
..
i got an empty mind at night.

nervous, frustrated and depressed...
i can't stand it together with family problem here.
i don't wanna be strong even i have to. Day time i can try to be,
but night time and during the break .. i felt f*kin' lost.

there could be one more way to reach you, the last door.
is calling your dad..... but..

i dun wanna face it yet i can forgive you easily with your smiles.

i will wait until friday. if we are over without saying goodbye,
i can see i will lose my sanity in Oz...... i won't care anyone, anymore.

the world is sick and i am too sick.

dear uncle and brother ...

f**k you f**k you f**k you!

f**k it yourself!

when will u go to hell?! _|_
if grandpa still here, i realy wish tat he can clap u2's face!

stupid one, shame on u!
having you in my life won't destroy my ambition.
i will jux manage to be better, and live better...

i won't give up easily, and said too much as you did.

f**k off.

reading poems whenever out of temper...

Bellini’s mother and son
Melted cream
On melted coffee ice-cream

I can’t see painting any more
I am afraid
Threat Ophelia
Petals floating downstream
Men’s ultimate fantasy you said
Was that at the Louvre
Or the met?

Je suis fatique
I want to remember every step every space.
I entered with you
The underground café
Under the Louvre
Every table you couldn’t
Leave every time you
Came without floating
Towards Mario and son
A couple’s mutual suspicion
And despise
Craze and determinism called life
Perpetual markings
On canvas deep
All marketed
All determined
You stay and mine
Collapse like every beginning
Every piece of canvas
Please teach me how to
Reach the comfort and
Relief if watching paintings
There hundred years from now