Monday, November 15, 2010

so close..

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you straightforwardly without complexities or pride. I love you because I know no other way then this. So close that your hand, on my chest, is my hand. So close, that when you close your eyes, I fall asleep.

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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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