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Welcome to my world of love
Thursday, July 16, 2009Y
indulge~

extra free time made me think of childhood days. the innocence the smiles the laughs the flowers the swings the holidays the love. the summer scent i used to whiff, seems to be gone over time. the laughters blazing around all, seems to vanish into thin air. the simple-mindedness used to give me compliments, but now it causes one to be bullied and invisible in the world.

how time has change. and its still changing. changing the way i look at people, changing the way i trust people. changing the way i look at the world. thinking.... if only the world would be simpler, sweeter, lovelier. if only the air would be filled with love. filled with sincerity and true love. the lives of people on the other side, poorer but happier. with shattering roofs over their heads, fragile wooden planks under their feet, torn clothes above their skin. but... how innocent their laughters could be. pure happiness. happiness tht riches and luxuries cant bring you to. simple, pure and true happiness.

indulge in the smiles. find our purest happiness ever.

heart blue w/ glitter 12:50 PM