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I don't think I deserve happiness, but I do deserve some beer.

9/20/11 01:46 am - I did try it didn't work

Are you happy?

12/13/10 10:37 pm - This might be a elegy.

I'm cynical. I'm disappointed about everything.
I've learnt to be appreciative of what I have, however its' more of acceptance that I've come to term with.
Would I have the right to complain, if I can fix it?

I ask myself this question every morning, "when will I be well-rested again?"
I'm thinking of going fruitarian (which I presume would give me more energy).
But that would also burn a large crater in my wallet. pfft.

It seems that dwelling in the past is what I do best, okay maybe dwelling in MYSELF too.
But after watching all versions of Romeo and Juliet (Oh yes, Zac Efron and Leonard Whiting. hauntinggg)
a few random flicks here and there; I figured its' time to erase, yes erase.

aannnddd I've repainted and refurnished my room, threw away the whatnots and kept the lovelies.
This look like a modern sestina punched with laziness of pressing Enter.
okaykthxbai.

I think this is the funniest picture ever.

oh you should watch Way Down East. its' far more awesome than all the 20th century films combined.

10/15/10 08:16 pm - Once there was a way to get back homeward, Once there was a way to get back home.

I'm so stoked The Flaming Lips is coming.
But nobody would go with me.
Because nobody would pay to see them
:(

I gave up looking for new things.
I realized that anything from the Edith Piaf era p4wns.

and and and and and and and.
Crystal Castles in Singapore.

*/wrists

5/30/10 02:36 am - I heed my own call; my love.

 I wonder by my troth, what thou and I Did, till we loved? were we not wean'd till then? But suck'd on country pleasures, childishly? Or snorted we in the Seven Sleepers' den? 'Twas so ; but this, all pleasures fancies be ; If ever any beauty I did see, Which I desired, and got, 'twas but a dream of thee. And now good-morrow to our waking souls, Which watch not one another out of fear ; For love all love of other sights controls, And makes one little room an everywhere. Let sea-discoverers to new worlds have gone ; Let maps to other, worlds on worlds have shown ; Let us possess one world ; each hath one, and is one. My face in thine eye, thine in mine appears, And true plain hearts do in the faces rest; Where can we find two better hemispheres Without sharp north, without declining west? Whatever dies, was not mix'd equally; If our two loves be one, or thou and I Love so alike that none can slacken, none can die.

5/28/10 11:19 pm - Who loves the internet?

Out of respect and mixed emotions.
I will not see Hayley's boobs.
:(

5/24/10 02:12 am - Alright, I can say what you want me to.

 

2/13/10 02:08 pm

Hey Guys.
All recent are private.
Add me up!
Please don't read any post before this one. 
Its all fucken lame. like serious

9/30/09 12:15 pm

 I'm moving to use tumblr.
When I post there, I know my records would be lost in the millions of other pictures and random stuff.
Its like. semi-private-public? ohwells.

Catch me up there. 

http://tamadesimmitaichi.tumblr.com/

If nothing makes any sense, well... just let it not make sense!

7/23/09 06:48 am




I've been busy
And stressed to the point I didn't feel like going on
oh.. and fuck you.

4/18/09 05:30 am

We are just fleeting shadows

We are beings living on the hyperplanes of immanence
We think we're making an impact
Unwitted and left without any choice of history

We are the results of a simple mass of body
We have a strong appetence for self control
unconscious and ignorant of the body

We have a doubt on our existence
We cast ourselves on surfaces
Unsure and oblivious to how we are shaped

-------------------------------------------------------Disturbed from hereinafter

In the gloomiest days
You feel one with the world
and you loses your identity

In the brightest days
You feel like you're the P4wnAge
and nothing can rid you

Will you choose to be one or to stand out
Will you be satisfied
North or South?
East or West?

No matter how
You're the same as anyone else
And you don't have a choice

If there's a kick to your tent it's probably you yourself
Your selfless existence does not matter
You live thinking you're changing something or achieving something
But you're not a shadow
You're a worthless junk

Do you think your identity makes you any different
Do you think you're making an impact on history
Do you think you're a being
Do you think you have a choice?

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AH IT WAS NICE
TILL SOMEONE CALLED
:(
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