welcome to my blog! woolalal~ i hope u enjoy ur stay~ but heres a little sumthing abt me ~ im a person of a unique similarity, tasting the sweetness of sorrows, flowing through beyond infinity, I enjoy the silence, where it all was of an ambience of balance, i claimed to be moving on, but, in fact, im soaring down, to sumwhere i belong, blinded by those sincere lies, adds up to jus a simple confusion, leaving me an unforgetable frown, i can even hear the loud whispers from that gentle wind, but i assure u im not good at serious humor, all these r jus sophisticated simplicity, worn by a sad smile beneath my skin, crawling with rustic elegance of a thousand miles, i go through nites of silent storms, fusing with thunderous silence, these r jus painless torture of long, surfaced by an disastrous miracle, in spite of everything which breathes and moves, since Doom, with her long hair, resting on my shoulders, that smooth entirely our minds, before leaving her room i turn, while stooping through the morning, kiss this pillow, dear where our heads lived and were. ever so quietly, my half left my shadows, leaving my soul, all so hollow, but then again, the major minority of me , is jus having joyful troubles, dancing in grace along with angels with steps of stumble, yes, all these r from my Insomniac dreams , n i admit im an awfully good honest liar, at times of such hypothetical situations, they all say cheers, but, i see no light in my future history, nor i see no one in the history of my future, n yes, tis is the person u r looking at, whom, u n he share the common phenomenons , in which the very he, stands alone, hearing echoes of his depression... after all these reading, u may agree to disagree, or of some insignificant points, u may disagree to agree, but all these r jus bits n pieces of me.....  | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
Chapter 7 : The Black PearlEthan din break he din make either, Ethan chooses instead to eat a piece of cake, together with another cup of tea. simple, she isnt my cup of tea, tis lady here is janet, my dear friend who i met sum time ago, spent sum gd... more
Jazzy meeveryone's into the hip-hop lane, how abt jazz for a change?
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