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Thursday, October 25, 2007
reachable
I NEED TO BURN MY BOOKS NOW. Mayves, mingxun, can we PLEASE have a bonfire on the first night of our chalet.
Labels: grasping for freedom.
ambiguity revealed 8:02 AM
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Thursday, October 11, 2007
nincompoop
The bitterness of Silence stings,
and triggers agonizing pain.
The tranquility of Silence sooths,
and restores inspiriting bliss.
The forlorness of Silence deserts,
and procreates distressing emptiness.
The ingenuity of Silence;
prejudicial yet invaluble.
To the people who steal my poems and ideas, try writing your own, they may turn out to be much better.
ambiguity revealed 12:44 AM
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Wednesday, October 3, 2007
immensely
This one's for you.
I miss yesterday so awfully. Late night scary movies "jackets" and taxis. Mahjong, pillow fighting, no-lifeness and small talks. Every bit of memory has been lingering in my mind. And every now and then, i unconsciously remember those times; when i'm sleeping.
ambiguity revealed 2:56 AM
