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Saturday, December 14, 2013


Irish cream ale


It is during times like this that I feel like I'm not here.  That I'm not in this world.  When I sit across you and we don't talk.  When we brood and give each other hooded looks.  Then we stare blankly into space, defeated, lost, not here.  We don't exist.  I don't exist to you.  
;10:39 PM
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I write about my everyday experiences & pen down my thoughts in this lil' space. I read, listen to music, have a passion in language, love makeup and most of all, I observe. I really like learning.

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