rise and shine, darling.

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Sunday, August 13, 2006

For my record...

I miss the honeymoon periods in relationships.

When was the last time someone feel happy just because I was smiling, even though he wasn’t the cause of my happiness?

All things small and simple would somehow morph into something overly realistic and insignificant, just because we tend to forget the reason why we fall in love in the first place.

It must be this ungodly time of the night that explains the random dose of love thoughts.

I reiterate, go listen to Love Me by Collin Raye because that to me is what true true love is all about.

Female ego aside, that is also the kind of love I hope to find this lifetime.

Good night world. ;)

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