Wednesday, April 14, 2010

a green past

He needn't know the truth. How could he know of the times when thoughts of him surge through me like electricity; the desire of wanting to know that he is okay; that he is all right; that he's living his life as he planned it to be; that he's happy.


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Me;the abouts and goings

I’m a fantastic procrastinator. I love weird things, my flipflops, tomyam, kamérah & apple khan, twinkle keys [seven hundred pounds of sweetness, I might add!], my baby cousins and all else thats colourful.

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