| God of this city |
[Jan. 24th, 2010|10:25 pm] |
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We believe Greater things have yet to come Greater things are still to be done in this city
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| greetings and farewells |
[Jan. 4th, 2010|11:42 pm] |
every memory of looking out the backdoor, I have the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor. it's hard to say it it's time to say it goodbye, goodbye.
but is it really time?
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[Oct. 14th, 2009|02:40 am] |
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i'd love to run down the streets and let the wind brush against my cheeks. the sun's in the sky, it's warming up my legs i'd soak myself into some movies, good books and baking. these are the days of summer |
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| love actually is? |
[Sep. 9th, 2009|11:58 am] |
love is a place... by E. E. Cummings love is a place & through this place of love move (with brightness of peace) all places
yes is a world & in this world of yes live (skilfully curled) all worlds |
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| it's only human |
[Sep. 8th, 2009|11:20 am] |
i'm going native as they call it in anthropology literature. assimilating myself into an ethnic group of another kind such that my cultural traits become indistinguishable
it's kinda like a mixed-breed isn't it? |
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[Sep. 7th, 2009|08:00 pm] |
people tell me to follow my heart but sometimes the heart starts following the mind as well. SO I SAY the mind should go home and stop interferinggggg. |
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[Sep. 5th, 2009|05:45 pm] |
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so just call my name and i'll be there
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[Aug. 28th, 2009|11:49 pm] |
my brain's been fried alive by the wonderful works of physics. yum.
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