Every beat of my heart ;

01:32, Improbable plausibilities

Wednesday, 11 November 2009

Tomorrow, I am going make myself a nice warm mug of Korean citrus tea to satisfy my six-year craving.

{ ♥ }

"It's so easy to win your love."

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I shouldn't complain. I get to see this. My life is picture-perfect. Better than any Changi jailbird.

I like the way light and shadow can both appear on the same peeling wall. Pity how it can't apply to people.

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Exactly how is Wanting More a sin, pray tell? It's a fucking obligation.

The only thing wrong with Wanting More is that it's Me Here and More There when I'm wanting Me + More Here while You can stay There eating your own shoes and then dying a miserable little shit.

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Anyway, the witching hour is still my best friend. Long live you, my love.

"Maybe. I have a tendency to give it away like it's abso-fucking-lutely free."

pmz