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Monday, September 27, 2010
Starry Night; It never came. @ 9:05 AM

Blinking my tears back, i can't believe how much everything's changed.

Weeks were extremely eventful.
Getting lazier, and feeling oh-so-lethargic. But my mind just can't stop running images of you and you.
Right. I am getting sweeter and meaner. Which somehow contradicts and doesn't flow. Well, i guess nothing's perfect, right?

There are just so much in my mind. So much that i hoped you're here for me tonight; Listen to me, whilst i chat away mindlessly. Even though your proficiency of language is so much better, but you're there and i didn't mind.
But now you're not. And i am tired of making it work. If you are planning to leave everything to fate again, then i really have nothing to say. Because seriously i am tired. Not tired of us, but tired in general.

If only you understood.

Okay, i am really lazy to like type everything man. ;) If i get better i will prolly blog like past usual. Else, boring sh!t and all the poetic thingy/pictures. ;) Loves. ;)

Loves suie. ;)

p/s: i am driving soon. And if i do, i will really drive up to see you and slap/bite/whatever actions to , you after i said i would on the phone.




When whispers no longer survive;




Happy.
Because there's you and me.