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Tuesday, April 03, 2007


i feel like dying ; i have no idea why.
it seems like my heart has bled enough,
and adding on to a irritating colleague whom talked nonsense,
and doing nonsensical stuffs to gain attention from us.

i have no absolute idea what's wrong.
my life suddenly turned so grey.
jealousy? emptyiness?
mandy's father and sister are here to stay for another 5 days.
the way they talked to each other, so warmingly.
i have never seen myself in that story happening.
and i also have no idea how to react sitting down with them
while they are talking happily and quarreling over small stuffs.

my past, it seems so unclear ;
i dont wanna tear something that i find it useless for.


took a picture of love/1:57 PM



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with not much alternatives;
the life-long goals i strive for.
my art ♥ ; your vice .


PROFILE

KARINE-
eccentric libra
UOL acct&finance.
PURPLEEE crazee.
♥ oceanology
♥ peterpan


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