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cheesecake / life and love / sate/ baileys/ seafood/ pralines/ sheesha/ rollercoasters/ joyriding/ learn to sleep more/ writing/ vodka on the rocks/ menthol puffs/ mixing spices / manila / brunei / miri/ kk / good coffee / "i love you's" / moments / words / rainy days / airports / sunsets / spontaneity / beautiful shoes / food in all its forms / my baby brother / eyeliner / books / sweet SMS's / sucker for anything acoustic / laughter

Things To Do Before I Turn 22
Get that overdue drivers license

Visit a new country


Learn to cook

Live and love

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    While everything around me is ever changing, ever dying, there is underlying that change a living power that is changeless, that holds all together, that creates, dissolves and recreates....For I can see in the midst of death, life persists, in the midst of untruth, truth persists, in the midst of darkness light persists ~Mohandas K. Gandhi Site Fights Spirit Counter

    twenty. loud. addicted to certain fandoms. reads fanfiction. likes to twist the written word. can talk about anything under the sun (and thats the problem). This blog is a compilation of my thoughts and my you know it wont be very interesting. ;)

    Wednesday, January 11, 2006

    And I wonder if he realised that when my mouth was letting him go that he knew how hard it was for me to keep from adding that at the same time I was cursing him with all the wasted whispers and unfulfilled promises and my eyes were wondering why he wasnt fighting for me and my heart was wishing that when he kisses her, his lips would still taste of me in all my bittersweet unwanted love.


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