On My Way.

Hey. I hope that while you are reading this, there's no judgement. I write to express. And that's all there is to this. I hope that somewhere in this heap of words you'll find something. We're all just finding ourselves out there, but we needn't do it alone.
I wish you love.




Friday, February 29, 2008

dear dearies.

Dear ugly seaweed,


Do not judge me.

You are not worth of me.


Even I don’t know myself.

What makes you think you do?


I am not that worthless of a piece of written paper.

Remember that. Got it?

Don’t say I didn’t warn you.


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


Dear you,




Hmph. Great. I give you a little something and I say something sweet.

And now you’re nice to me.

Now I know who you really are.

Go away.

I don’t need you.


 


from nianci with love. =]

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