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HER.
D. J. :
She’s a beautifully plain girl who daydreams nightly about a life she’ll never lead.
God, laughter, music, friends, marshmallows, lollipops, mochi and bread are some things that make up her everything. (:
a bundle of topsy-turvy contradictions, she loves every merry minute of her singlehood. (:
also, someone once told her our prayers were like our love letters to God. so here they are. (:


Wishing Well.
Wishes for never-ending laughter &for forever to meet no end.

Love song.
Let's sing You a love song for i'm coming back to the Heart of Worship, where it's all about You.

The Talk.

Links.
DANIELLE. DANNY. FENG SHUI. FION. INEZ. TINGJUN.

Credits.
Lovedrops♥
x x x x
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
♥ 7:57 PM

does it matter how well we do?
we achieve, we work, we grow old, we die.
does it matter if we never find love?
we love, we marry, we grow old, we die.

i suppose the significance is in the process.
i don't want a poor, painful process.
i don't want a sad, lonely process either.

yet the one thing in common is the end point.

sometimes i think i lag behind; i'm always too late.
too late to realise what i want,
so late that what's left is a memory
a memory that's only a figment of my fantasy.

sometimes i just want to do what i want,
sometimes i just want me to be for me.

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