dear delilah








Fathers, be good to your daughters; daughters will love like you do.

you are the strength and the weight of her world

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Stream her with roses and daisies, dear mother,
let all that she speak be all that that she hears.
For no higher, no higher let her forehead doth grow;
and so dote, dote my mother, my mother so dear
and let her run free with a conscience so clear


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Monday, 14 May 2007
cause we're living in the world of fools

My eyes are awfully red. Not puffy or swollen, mind you. Just red.

Perhaps they'll be red enough to compete with my class Tshirt - but that would be tres scary. hurr.


Captain ball - do I look like I'm in the mood?

Poetry Bang - FINALLY. I hope nothing goes wrong.



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RINE: haha. then who am I successing? O.o

jieyang: self-amusement does seem more appealing. =) but you can't say that self-indulgence is completely crap.

michelle: haha. I'll do it off-screen.

he told me that I've done alright
and kissed me till the morning light