Thursday, April 10, 2008 @11:10 PM
like a tree planted by streams of water.
which yields its fruit in season
and whose leaf does not wither.
whatever he does prospers.
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i dont know why,
i feel disturbed when i see pictures.
there's this thing in my heart that gives its leap.
like i'm expecting to see(or not see) something.
i'm slowly grasping that concept.
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⥠fancy pink
in vintage.
