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About this sad story always ends the same...me, standing in the pouring rain... i dun care if nobody cares... 我是我在夜里掉的眼泪... Previous Archives ![]() free blog - eBloggy designed by maystardesigns |
maybe the fever granted me this certain heaviness of step. i could hear every single step i took. i got lost in this very area i call home for the past 20 odd years, to find everything clouded in this weighted clarity.
i like such afternoon naps, you peel you eyes open to a world cascaded in orange peels through the window stills. you close your eyes for the moment more and the gravity shifts and the cool relaxing beach blue creeps in like a upside down crescent moon
Long has past the seasons of tainted flaws.
clients go to hell! woohoo!
clients go to hell! woohoo!
i need to focus damn it
i need to focus damn it
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