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Storyboard Directed Comments Takes Exists
Wednesday, September 2, 2009 at 8:03 PM
I'm sick. Haha...


When life takes it's toll on the most unexpected victim,
What will you do when life takes it's toll on you?
Nothing.
You can't do anything, but sit there and torment yourself...
That's what makes us...
Human.

‘Cause I’ve drawn regret
From the truth
Of a thousand lies
So let mercy come
And wash away

What I’ve done
I’ll face myself
To cross out
What I’ve become
Erase myself
And let go of
What I’ve done



Sometimes I look around,
Everyone seems so happy
They should'nt be.
And I ask myself why?
And I replied because they don't know anything.
And then it replied "You don't know anything too, because you're not them, and they are not you"
And it smiled back at me. And I tried to reach for her.

Put to rest
What you thought of me
While I clean this slate
With the hands
Of uncertainty
So let mercy come
And wash away

What I’ve done
I’ll face myself
To cross out
What I’ve become
Erase myself
And let go of
What I’ve done

"Promise?" I said.
And there was silence at the other end of the phone,
flash backs of when the last time I had said such a foolish word, came to my mind,
and I just stood there spacing out.
My brain slowly started to function.
"Are you doubting me?" The person answered after awhile,
And I woke up from my daze, "Sorry, I don't know what I'm talking sorry."
"Well yeah."
I don't know if I had made her stunned or what so ever,
But at that point of time....

For what I’ve done
I’ll start again
And whatever thing
May come
Today this ends
I’m forgiving

What I’ve done

I’ll face myself
To cross out
What I’ve become
Erase myself
And let go of
What I’ve done

What I’ve done

Forgiving what I’ve done

I just need reassurance,
Just like any other kid,
Wanting to be assured that when he or she wakes up,
everything is fine.
And that the person is still there. 
But it's different now I guess,
even without assurance or with it,
Nothing will change.


Cheer Up Momo, I'll help you find it. Cheer up. Don't cry anymore. Please don't cry anymore.

To You I'd Be Always Faithful.♥ 8:03 PM.


Wednesday, September 2, 2009 at 8:03 PM
I'm sick. Haha...


When life takes it's toll on the most unexpected victim,
What will you do when life takes it's toll on you?
Nothing.
You can't do anything, but sit there and torment yourself...
That's what makes us...
Human.

‘Cause I’ve drawn regret
From the truth
Of a thousand lies
So let mercy come
And wash away

What I’ve done
I’ll face myself
To cross out
What I’ve become
Erase myself
And let go of
What I’ve done



Sometimes I look around,
Everyone seems so happy
They should'nt be.
And I ask myself why?
And I replied because they don't know anything.
And then it replied "You don't know anything too, because you're not them, and they are not you"
And it smiled back at me. And I tried to reach for her.

Put to rest
What you thought of me
While I clean this slate
With the hands
Of uncertainty
So let mercy come
And wash away

What I’ve done
I’ll face myself
To cross out
What I’ve become
Erase myself
And let go of
What I’ve done

"Promise?" I said.
And there was silence at the other end of the phone,
flash backs of when the last time I had said such a foolish word, came to my mind,
and I just stood there spacing out.
My brain slowly started to function.
"Are you doubting me?" The person answered after awhile,
And I woke up from my daze, "Sorry, I don't know what I'm talking sorry."
"Well yeah."
I don't know if I had made her stunned or what so ever,
But at that point of time....

For what I’ve done
I’ll start again
And whatever thing
May come
Today this ends
I’m forgiving

What I’ve done

I’ll face myself
To cross out
What I’ve become
Erase myself
And let go of
What I’ve done

What I’ve done

Forgiving what I’ve done

I just need reassurance,
Just like any other kid,
Wanting to be assured that when he or she wakes up,
everything is fine.
And that the person is still there. 
But it's different now I guess,
even without assurance or with it,
Nothing will change.


Cheer Up Momo, I'll help you find it. Cheer up. Don't cry anymore. Please don't cry anymore.

I Don't Want Just Anyone's Hug.♥ 8:03 PM.


Directed By





Rainie
Love's Raphael Michael Kea.

OLD ENOUGH
Contemplating College
Badminton School Team



Momotone
The Scriptwriter.

OLD ENOUGH
College
Drama

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