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Tuesday, March 10, 2009'♥

HELLO.
I HAVE MOVED.

its on messenger,facebook,and everywhere!

3:36 PM



Sunday, March 08, 2009'♥

//bimb-0-meter.//


when overworked varsity students are busy finishing themselves off one after another,
i am taking a somewhat more pleasurable/(smarter?) route to kill myself.

all that over-binging has paid off.
i am tipping the scale at 42kg.


thanks and goodbye.
but i will still be enjoying my high calorie, high carb, high sugar diet.

11:29 PM



Saturday, March 07, 2009'♥

i will suppose , it 's only at weddings, that i feel alittle more girly and go all giggly. i guess that's how girls feel when their lovers surprise them hello kitty fluff?

11:07 AM



Monday, March 02, 2009'♥

//too much of nothing.//

i wonder when and how it started.
of how i became haphazard and apathetic towards everything , including myself.
i no longer bother if i am eating my greens,if i am eating too much or too little, drinking too much or too little,sleeping too much or too little.

simply, i stop having limits.

then the people in school say i am in my own world three quarter of the time.the only irony is in this other world i cant seem to locate myself too.


and all i can hear is 'it doesnt matter anymore.'

4:04 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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