I am a wandering spirit tangled in the shit of this transient thing called human existence.
I'm the product of the things that have happened to me and the decisions I refused to make. I am nothing different than other people, I am pretty normal-- well, I thought I was unique back then but people started claiming they were unique too, so, hello reality.
Pausiu
Jio
Denielle James
Crisa
March 2008
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November 2008
May 2009
June 2009
July 2009
August 2009
September 2009
October 2009
There is a time for every thing; a time when love blossoms, a time when love dies. And a time when two people turn their backs on each other, not hearing the other’s silent cries… Time keeps turning and the wheels keep moving, and oh, how I want to stop them as we both move away from each other, moving further and further apart. And I’m afraid that one day…I’ll be too far away to hear you calling my name…