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Wednesday, 18 June 2008
syn>thesis

this contiguity of a loco:motion have been recovered, back to its own provenance, finally, more gratifications achieved

raison d'etre. why things happened the way it wants to be. of lies, risks and consequences, gone. it's all clear, you're always here. i was in a total rackety by my wild imaginations. icycold. get me out of here!

so you did, eventually. you warmth me up like you always did. looking into your eyes just now, it was always full of hopes. looking at you, it melts down every ounce of anger i have and i just want to pull you beside me and hug you as tight as i could and never let you go. i was so pressured, you know better, i mean, yeah i'm quite slow when it comes to learning that subject.

yesss, transmogrification, that's what it has lead us to, but lucky, for all those negative transcience degraded in less than hours. our colloquy, it evolves and electrified, sure do, i love how we managed it. oh mahn. i love you baby

congrats to dan who won the best design at the fashion show just now, sorry i couldn't attend though, and boolart! that text message was a total suprised. woohoo! i'm so happy and glad. no more drifting-apart-shit-journeys olright? there's loads to catch up with. heehee, can't wait to see you and syila soon. faezah, thanks for being there for me all these while. you have always been apart of me okay? no worries love, still my bestfriend. and nad, thanks alot for the advises, if its not for you i won't be blogging telling the world how much i love my baby!

oh my, i have babyboo, a few bestfriends, a bunch of good friends. i feel like i'm in a candyshop! teehee ok ped mentel


our hopes and expectations. something to consider and ponder about, at the same time, never ever let any millimetres of your d to the r to the e to the a to the m to the s fly away. and i'm saying this, every little pit stop you had for your own journey, of course, in the end, leads you to your final destination.


"yes, life is freaking unfair and there's nothing you can do about it", food for thought, or maybe just words. hehh spread some luvv, people!




xoxo archduke


Wednesday, June 18, 2008

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