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Sunday, July 15, 2007'♥

because life cant be any better than this.

:)


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updated :


listening : sway - bic runga.
mood : spaaarrtannnish happy!/ambivalent

to be honest, i feel alittle spaced out, and if there's anything that proves to be a good accompaniment to the silence in my room. it's probably me snifling and coughin, like some fugly old man. there's this fear that's tugging at the back of my head. It's that familar taste of fear of falling/losing. yet again. Maybe its because it's been a long while, since days have been this good. this past one year has been one ride, i wouldnt want to relive. failed relationships, strained health, academic hiccups

the union camp has been nothing,but short of a blast. though, i realised how time has mellowed
that furor and vigour in me, and how i have shortchanged myself of opportunities of meeting the greatest people. People that are, genuine, with verve and passion that puts me to shame .If there's anything i have been busy with, it got to be assigning all but my nonchalence to the oblivion, to run away and hiding in barricades that are safe from this world.

i am sick of feeling scared, and tired.

i wont lose this time.

11:06 PM








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eloera jesusa woon.

she paints skins of whom she has never known, and may never be.
she fortifies , she preserves - of what time has taken.
she dances in the silvers of her moonlight ,
with this cacophany of noises,with these falsities -they lead her hand. //

the facades that she hide behind, the facets of her life.she is but the master of puppetry.

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