Friday, 25 March 2011

Fuck this. Never let go. For what are you, when you leave all that you have? All that you are? Nothing. Your thoughts, your insecurities, your apprehensions, your preconceptions, your fears, your prejudices, your ideals, your limits - what are you without them all? A weightless blank paper floating on the whims of impassive winds, asking to be shredded by hailstorms and torrid showers.
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7 comments:

  1. Sraiyanti Haricharan25 March 2011 at 19:20

    True. I agree. But sometimes letting go makes you who you are.

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  2. The Girl With The Blue Earring26 March 2011 at 14:03

    Who even cares who I am?

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  3. The Girl With The Blue Earring26 March 2011 at 14:03

    God. I don't even care who I am.

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  4. The Girl With The Blue Earring26 March 2011 at 14:05

    Restart your blog. I will forever be your slave. You can dress my hair, undress me everywhere.

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  5. Sraiyanti Haricharan26 March 2011 at 14:58

    Yes you do. The world cares too.

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  6. Zy26 March 2011 at 15:49

    I suppose one can love and leave an impression.

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  7. The Girl With The Blue Earring26 March 2011 at 18:40

    You ignored my I'm a Barbie Girl reference!!! :@
    *sigh* The WORLD hardly cares about ME. You silly.

    Zy - An impression? On the ones you love? They then might care about who you are, I guess. Is that what you're saying?

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