Life is a mystery, everyone must stand alone..
When I listen to Madonna's old songs, you know the ones from the 80s and early 90s, the time where she dated Sean Penn and starred in that movie with Geena Davis and Tom Hanks about women playing baseball during the war, I can actually picture the old highway from KL to Penang. During Raya my family and I would go back to Penang and we'd use the old trunk road. Since my mom is quite partial towards music, my dad was in charge of the stereo, and I was bombarded with pop and rock hits of that era. Specifically Madonna (well thrs also Bruce Springsteen, Mariah Carey, Amy Grant, Billy Idol, etc..). Till now I can see the rubber tree plantations when I hear 'when you call my name, it's like a little prayer..'. Now I miss my dad. Heh. Owh it'll only get worse if I listen to Hotel California. Aduh.
I'm so afraid of having the people I love screw me over. I've seen best friends betraying each other and close friends drifting apart. I've felt people I used to trust hate me now. Bejeez. I know, if I don't want this to happen to me, I'd have to at least make the effort to not do it to others as well. It's harder than it seems. Seriously. I need a peanut butter milkshake and a hug. Hm.
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