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Tuesday, January 29, 2008--6:26:00 PMY

i feel like a sheet of transparent purple-tinted glass.

transparent, feeling invisible and unimportant.
purple, moody.
glass, i dont know. maybe hindering others in their way.


and feeling like this aint some happy thing.

As Always, Loving and Missing You.




Saturday, January 26, 2008--7:11:00 PMY

you know the song Lucky by Britney Spears? there's one part that goes like this:

if there's nothing missing in my life
then why do these tears come at night.

now i know why. perhaps there's something extra in her life that she needs to get rid of before being able to smile again.

human are human. whenever they're unhappy, they think of possible things that they LACK which makes them down. but they'll never think of the things that they own which is possibly the main reason for it.

lesson learnt.

As Always, Loving and Missing You.








Hey You There!

Yupps im talking to you looking at the screen.
HELLO! :D
Your Visit Is Most Welcomed. :D

The Girl

qiyin here.
18years of age.

I Want

simple.
loads of cold hard cash.
with them, i go shopping..
and viola!
they turn into things that can bring joy and happiness!

Talk to Me!



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