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observation de vous;

observation de moi
on isolé tiennent le premier rôle
vous ne savez pas qui vous êtes
j'ai vous ai toujours aimé
mais vous avez pris mon amour pour accordé
parole au revoir

the 4 hearts

an almost perfect lady.

August 2006
September 2006
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November 2006
December 2006
January 2007
February 2007
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have you ever read something that is related to you in one way or another? there's this blog existing somewhere in the world. and there's this person writing this blog. and everytime i read the blog, tears come to me. my heart suddenly beats with unberable slowness and an ache which never fails to stay plastered on that broken heart of mine. and why broken right? why broken when it seems you have the perfect guy with you. but what if that passion isn't there? what if you mixed up the feelings of everything you ever knew. and the perfect guy no matter how perfect isn't perfect for you. what if imperfectness was perfect for me? truthfully and honestly, i never stop, never ever stop thinking bout that question. most nights if im not too tired, that question comes to me, and that slow ache comes back once more, just like how it feels when i read that blog. that existing blog somewhere in the world.

i never stressed or had a best friend. usually it was close friends, the familiar people you hang out with once in awhile and still talk about the rubbish, the character that doesn't change, it's all so familiar and safe. so my question is whats the feeling of having a best friend? how do you know that person is your best friend?

mtyweb abyy. sometimes things are easier left unsaid. sometimes everything seems happy, you think the person is happy; then you see the person cry. for no reason. out of nowhere. and you see the person cry. then you get to choose to either pick up the person's broken pieces or let it lie. and me, i so want to pick them up and heal them. but sometimes it'd do more harm than good. i wish someone knew.

ps. love at first sight is true. really. it can really happen. and when it does, you'll know it. the most magical moment that you will probably never forget in your entire life.

pps. love at first sight, if its not meant to be, it will never be. and it can be so painful too. but you will carry that moment with you for life. hope is what gets you going, moving on.


steph, i miss you. now. badly. i wish i had someone else around now. i wish it.

ben, reply me online lehs. its not easy coming online these few days esp if i got work. the hours kill.

abyy, i don't have to say anything, it's in the eyes. in the mind. in the heart. in the soul.

- everything's just temporary;
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