what's your mode of transport?
mine is the sun. when it rises dripping from the sea when it falls like honey on the trees when it swallows up clouds my soul moves with it.
mine is you.
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(that's how it is. there isn't anymore) MY BODY CLOCK IS SO SCREWED. i'm sleepy when i'm supposed to be awake and i'm super awake when i'm supposed to be asleep. i somehow manage to find the most unproductive things to do at 4am in the morning. yes, i amaze myself sometimes. (HOW I MET YOUR MOTHER IS AWESOME. THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU SHUWEN!) and i'm creeped out by things OTHER than that Jangan Tegur horror movie because sometimes flesh&blood people are scarier. greece, turkey, france, italy, spain, egypt. (no i'm NOT talking abt the World Cup) i don't wanna wait until i get my CPF money at 55 to travel. little kids are better than big kids. like that goes without saying la. |
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