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Welcome♥

i hope you like oranges. and kiwis.
and lemons.and oranges.
i like oranges. they're really pretty. and nice.like goldfishes. and the sun.


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Floating in dreamland. where all the foods are imaginary.
and all the people are nice.
And even if they weren't we could always wake up.

Oneday.

tomorrow. (maybe)

The Girl



>>is way too fat.


Height: 5'7"
CW: 106 (47.7kg) D:
HW: 119


Old Goals: 112!

GW1: 110! (50)
by 23 mar


GW2: 107 (48.5)
by 31 mar

REACHED!
(11 Nov)

GW3: 105 (47.5)
by 20 Nov


GW4: 103 (46.5/47)
by 31 Nov


GW5: 100 (45.5)
by 31 Dec



UGW: 99 (45)


UUGW: 97

UUGW: to be ethereal. weightless. like those beautifully crafted paper dolls and the air.


Other Goals:

10K REACHED!
21K REACHED!
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Wednesday, June 30, 2010

crazy. yeah i realised.
we border on the edge of insanity
perpetually.

somewhere we lost ourselves.
or maybe it was there all along?

do we develop them? or are we born with it?
a natural predisposition to be thoroughly f***ed up in the head?
a genetic entitlement to be crazy.

funny how we burst up laughing,
in desperation. almost like a scream really.
tears threatening to leak

choppy thoughts.
Non sequitor.

get it out of my head
disjointed.

dancing, barefoot,
toeing the line of sanity
we teeter. keep it.

never really there,
but never really not.


i'm feeling horribly sick right now. But i guess we're not supposed to think this way you see, negative thoughts bring negativity. change your mentality. what you should be saying is, right now i'm feeling a little bit off, but with a glass of water i'm sure i'll be just fine.

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