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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.


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Tuesday, April 17, 2012

musing.

i once wondered what it would be like to be a singer.
glamorous.
one day though, i can't recall which, or when
in this instantaneous moment it struck me
if we got sick of listening to the same song on repeat,
imagine the hours an artist has to spend refining that song, polishing it up until the recording company deems it fit for their bucks to sell out to a world full of eager audiences and fans.
fans who propel you to success, and the same fans who would later demand live shows after live shows of the same variations of a singular song.

there simply wouldn't be the same spontaneity to the music anymore.
i am grateful for your creativity,and for your sacrifice.

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Friday, April 13, 2012

i realised that sometimes, you've got to be just a little bit selfish with your time.
and just strike out own your own to do a little something just by yourself.
get out of the group think mentality and just be.
look in retrospect and fine tune your senses.

to sum it up and find your center.
if not we're just going to speed through life again,
this time wrapped in a cocoon of fun and laughter.
that's just going to sound hollow and haunting when you don't recognise
just how precious it is.

but most of all, if you don't take time out,
for yourself, with yourself,
you're going to get lost in this huge expanse of "friendship"
you're only going to be as big as your group of friends
and nothing else.

readmore. widely.
zen out.
reflect.

tuesday or sunday shall be my alone peace time.
rawr. dont you dare touch it.

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