Tuesday, February 24, 2009

On video conversation with "my best friend".
Yeah right

Monday, February 23, 2009

(I had forgotten how wonderful it feels to have somebody believe in you).
...but they don't love you back, I hope someone had told me earlier...
and because the answer was no no and no.

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Channeling my mind's eye through the glass wall is the same commonplace I've seen. All of a sudden desire, will, and all the strength of mind seem to die away. For all that I've put in no less than my entire life, it came to pass too weightless to keep on. I hereby heaved in attempt to revive the significance, but chances are?


I'm starting to see irresponsibilities, from those that were once my role model. I'm starting to see untrustworthiness, from those that were once the closest and dearest. I've come to realisation that everything I once believed in were merely just foolish and naïve thoughts.


There are too much for me to see, to much for me to handle, too dreadful for me to have the thought that you are someone that I will be casting out of my life. Once so close and kin, now all I felt was aversion, towards you, towards the attitude, towards what you have brought me to in this state. A dishearten heart was what you have created, while you don't seem to care. Never understands, never, you never.

Saturday, February 21, 2009

Warning* hell lots of pictures!

All taken and fooled around by me, so enjoy.
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Monday, February 16, 2009

A picture a day or some day:


I think this picture looks really good, so I'm going to share it with you people!
Photo: by me

Friday, February 13, 2009

DAY: BRIGHT; SKY: CLEAR

Many people will not stay at home today being that today is Valentine's Day. I, however have celebrated it a day earlier with my girlfriends so I've planned that I will be staying at home alone to enjoy my free time with myself. In the meantime I'll be resizing a lot of pictures that I've not uploaded yet.

Happy Valentine's everyone.

In preoccupied mood,
Abeo
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