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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Friday, 25 May 2007
Hatred is bad

There's this girl in my tuition class that I can't stand. I could make a list of reasons why: Lack of empathy, lack of brains, whiney, seflf-absorbed, lack of proper presentation of self...

But I have to learn to love her too. Because it is wrong to hate.


I don't know how obvious my dislike is, but her mocking my need to ask questions and enthusiasm of physics makes it rather hard to be nice to her. That's why I concentrate, so I can block out her existence in her room.

Is that a good thing? I am confused.

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