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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
October 2006
November 2006
December 2006
January 2007
February 2007
March 2007
April 2007
May 2007
June 2007
July 2007
August 2007
September 2007
October 2007
November 2007
December 2007
January 2008
February 2008
March 2008
April 2008
May 2008
June 2008
July 2008
September 2008

i miss US. when you're there you just somehow feel you belong there so much more than you belong here. it's just so restricted. back in the states, we managed to do whatever we wanted to. we managed to say whatever we wanted to say. only cause we were in the states. i've never felt so strongly bout the freedom of speech, never fully every understood what that meant till i actually went there. the US national anthem states US as a land of the free. do you know how much that could mean to me now? i really want to be free. i want to breathe the US air again, i want to go back to experiencing the culture there, i want to go back and walk the entire golden gate bridge over and over again, i want to go down lombard street and look back up, i want to spend my nights there crying because everything was so perfect. so perfect. have you ever felt that something or somewhere was just so perfect? not because of the awesome stars that lit up the dark nights, neither was it because of the beautiful sceneries that US offers -- though they definitely play a part; but because of the feeling you get where you are so carefree, nothing to worry about, nothing at all.

those were definitely the best days of my life. i found what i wanted, what i needed. i found myself. i grew up. and my life just totally started all over again from there.

- everything's just temporary;
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