Friday, October 12, 2007
Whatever Happens, Happens To Us All

pulang ke rumah nenek..
beijing,China
nikmat hidup

POWER...its the type of thing most people don't think about until its taken away.whether its the political power of manyor lovers influence over just oneWe all want some sort of power in our lives.if only to give ourself choicesYes....to be without choices?to feel utterly powerless?Well its a lot. Like being alone or unknown in the dark
about me as hamba ALLAH..

"I love your smile, your eyes, and your faceI even love it when you say grace.I love it when u look at meI love it when you stare,I love the fact i think of youAnd know you'll always be there,I love the fact you think of meBetter than the rest,I love the fact our love is pure and that it's for the best.I love the fact i drew a picture of youand stuck it on my wall,But i hate the fact your in my head,and your not real at all."
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