

My SakeMy SakeMy Sake
Let me tell you a secret.
I love you. Its simple as that but love is complicated as everyone says. That is because I do not know why I love you. Your neat room, caring about your looks, no getting drunk at nights. Yet, I still fall for you because of your charming smile, laughter like the sound of a grand piano, eyes that pierce mine. But you do not love me and that is fine because I cant always be lucky. I admire you from the distance and you can be scared of me. You can hate me all you want. You can call me a selfish bitch if you want. I am a creeper and I just wanted you to know for my sake. Yo


Dear CubicleDear CubicleDear Cubicle
My life consists of various things. My dear cubicle, my habitat. Popping bubble wrap, POP. Clicking pens, CLICK. Flipping pages of a book, FLIP. My life is a repetition of these things.
Nothing fresh, no change. In fact, the word change is not in my vocabulary. Nor are the words future or destiny. I consume oxygen of the present. I call it Present-O like Jell-O.
Do not imagine or speculate. My mind does not translate. Let me be the creature in one position Because I only have one visio
its deadbeatfreak
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"Words can't say this. The one word, love, means too little for what it is. It means everything and that is still not enough. It doesn't communicate even a fraction of the feelings involved. Love. The word is not enough for what it is."-James Frey.
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Abre Los Ojos
i wish you a nice day, too.
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Abre Los Ojos
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the world is changed.
p.s. it's between you and me.
it's a beautiful piece.
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Abre Los Ojos
MERRY XMAS!!!
PEACE OUT!!!
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Life in process...[link]
merry late christmas! haha
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Abre Los Ojos
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