tapestries; you're color. ![]() This daughter of a devoted catholic and an excellent chef grew up in the heart of city - rain and shine. Paved her way to university to becoming an entrepreneur/marketer, her journey of twenty-three continues as she unravels the mysteries of life through her love for photography, food, traveling, the streets and beautiful things. |
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Thursday, July 13, 2006
I'm sitting in a chair writing in agony a demon a minor demon is pinning me there Fucking with my head Abraxes, he says.... I'm an abraxes the demon of lies and deceit So, what do you want to know about lies my dear? I'm not a liar I try again to get up this time I'm flayed, splayed I feel myself screaming I'll tell you about lies There are white lies and black lies... and many shades of grey lies but some lies are justified. Lies told out of kindness Lies that preserver dignity Lies that spare pain. everybody's a lie here Look at that one, she's about to tell her lover something patiently untrue. Look at their gestures, see how they touch each other too intimately; how they've hold their eyes and cover their mouths and lick their teeth and hold their chins; they embanish their stories with far too much details. penned by ash.
12:08:00 AM
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-Can't Get Enough of Them' 01.Ticket to europe/japan/hk/taiwan/korea -Spills'
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