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then there was Brilliancy

Charmaine E. Ong
Jesus is awesome!
lightning bolts, electric blue, cereal with milk, words, being with all my favourite people even if we have nothing better to do, mayday parade, strong winds, unpolluted blue seas with clear shores, white snow althouogh i havent seen it, i japanese movies, all time low, harajuku with the goths, windy sunsets

a sweet little bullet from a pretty blue gun

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Wednesday, April 18 { 9:43 PM }

And when I cannot convey my thoughts through expressions and spoken words, I pick up my pen and listen to songs till I drift to sleep.

-I like the quiet places and the scenic places. There's no one, very few people, to deceive you. Birds, flowers, swans, ducks, books; how can they lie to you? You can sit on the hill amidst flowers and start crying, and no one will be there to ask you whys. You can sit down by the edge of the pond and think out your thoughts, and no one will be there to influence your thoughts. No one, because you're by yourself. No need for facades, masquerades or masks, worrying they will fall apart.
-Ever missed a friend before, even when you're near them? Seperated not by space, but by thoughts. Knowing that somehow, it's better if you're a million miles apart, yet still exchanging words and thoughts. At least you have a reason for missing them.
-No one really expresses/says what they feel, a reason why the world is such a misunderstood place, and why not everyone get what they want.
-You cry for all the nights he/she sweared he/she loves you, and wonder if it's ever true at all. And you compare it to the bible's defination of ''Love'', and realize how warped he/she was.
-Why do we sometimes break promises we make to ourselves? Why do people break promises they make to us? Why am I questioning ''why''?


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