COLOURS
Getting tired seeing the brightness of orange. It even came to a point where it sucks.
It's sunny spirit irritates her senses.
Guess it'll take some time for her to get back with blue...
Pink? Nah, she doesn't think she'll ever get back there.
Seeing the red and black... the combination seems to suit her well.
Tough, inward... comfortable to her sight.
Makes her feel alone... The way she wanted things to be.
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A D Y T U M
I'm searching for things I cannot see...
Welcome to my place!
You may find my page too theatrical, vague and pointless. This page, nevertheless, proved to be a venue where I discharge my struggles, conflicts and confusion.
Feel free to browse and leave notes.. It'll be well-appreciated. All the entries here are my literature, you may quote them as you find them relatively sensible.
As a closure for this welcome message, let me quote a line from Procurator of Judaea...
"That man is prudent who neither hopes nor fears anything from the uncertain events of the future... We, ourselves, are our own witnesses, and our judges."
Welcome to my place!
You may find my page too theatrical, vague and pointless. This page, nevertheless, proved to be a venue where I discharge my struggles, conflicts and confusion.
Feel free to browse and leave notes.. It'll be well-appreciated. All the entries here are my literature, you may quote them as you find them relatively sensible.
As a closure for this welcome message, let me quote a line from Procurator of Judaea...
"That man is prudent who neither hopes nor fears anything from the uncertain events of the future... We, ourselves, are our own witnesses, and our judges."
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