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Travelling. Food. Appreciation. I enjoy the finest things in life. I read religiously and I bake, in my spare time. I love the fact that I share this instinctive relationship with the stories authors narrate. Believing in hardwork has its setbacks because with that in mind, I'm not easily pleased for great expectations come great responsibilities. My inspiration comes from people of different walks of life who embed strong character with an astounding positive mindset and amazing individuality to endeavor.

I belief in giving back and there's so much I want to do, achieve and accomplish especially when there's no other disease worse than poverty. I'm just looking forward in meeting various people and places. Big heart, wide personality and a great sense of humor are just my cup of tea.

Exploration of better moments has only waited beautiful days for me.

Big is beautiful. [ 9:04 PM ]

"We can only be said to be alive in those moments
when our hearts are conscious of our treasures. "

Thornton Wilder.

Thank you, Ally (:

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There's no better reason. [ 1:31 PM ]

mj. hey ray! feeling good says:
actually when u were sleeping
mj. hey ray! feeling good says:
i was smiling a lot
mj. hey ray! feeling good says:
just knowing u're asleep and just there
mj. hey ray! feeling good says:
like i could disturb you anytime i wanted
mj. hey ray! feeling good says:
and it was nice

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Wonderwoman. [ 9:35 PM ]

"There are a lot of people in the world. No one ever sees everything the same way you do, it just doesn't happen. So when you find one person who gets a couple of things, especially if they're important ones, you might as well hold on to them."

Happy birthday, beautiful (:

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Cold water and noble men. [ 9:32 PM ]

My curiosity is beginning to fade I have noticed, with just a touch of fear now, I back away slowly, almost immediately. There's been a plethora of not so good events at school as of late because I'm pretty much done for now, only to realize that there's just one more of an exam left that wouldn’t make much of a difference. Well, in my recent homework, I found that disappointment weighs heavy on the pride and I can only escape by a revolution. It's like a broken record in my head, playing that I could do this all over again, only better but the only change I seek is the change that defeats me. If there's more to it, I can only bank on the rest of my semester to wear the ebbing pain off.

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Door from heaven. [ 10:50 PM ]

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The window to my soul. [ 12:47 AM ]

When I have grown old with my eyes poor,

but having more to show

I shall revisit them and find them,

though unchanged in word, so different to behold

The sun sets low in the sky behind me, adding a soft but cutting edge to the clouds, and suffusing the scene with a tinge of blood. Gently the wind sighs, ruffling my hair and making the field of corn I stand in ripple, as though an army of ghostly feet pass through it.

I could linger for eternity.

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The watchers. [ 11:16 PM ]

My mind has been convulsing, flashing images up and over and an array of memories so close, yet far away come streaming back to soothe me to a slumber. There have been conflicting nights.

I've grown to realised how amazing the infinite interest can direct people on to the dimension of an inviting. But somehow uncanny and improbable, he’s one person I can't fathom any respect for. It's ashamed that such truth existed in my life. There was something so terribly and indescribably out of place in the frail words I spoke about him that I deserve, nothing of this.

It's warmer here, in touch and spirit and the cold’s gone.

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You sit there in your heartache. [ 12:06 AM ]

They say the devil's water, it ain't so sweet

You dont have to drink right now

But you can dip your feet

Every once in a little while

The Killers.

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Bedshaped and legs of stone. [ 11:40 PM ]

Many's the time I ran with you down

The rainy roads of our old town

Many the lives we lived in each day

And buried all together

Don't laugh at me, don't look away

Keane.

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