Tuesday, June 07, 2005

HeLLLLLOOOOOooo..its onli my third day w/o a job and I'm so freaking bored!! urgh. All I ever do is surf the NET or sleep. and do those awfully silly blog things that are quite true...Yesterday, however, i jus felt like getting out of my hse. i grabbed the bike and jus shot off. I cycled till goodness-knows-where n ta-da, I reached senz camp site. ITs not as terrible as complain queen describes it. It looks well, civilised and blardy aIR-CONDITIONED. well..i've come to a conclusion.

Sometimes u feel that u like a person enuff to change for him, to be a better person (or so u think) and u think, "hey! why nt?I wld be a much better person" However, U're jus fitting into HIS mould of a perfect gurl; his dream gurl. Even that, let me assure you, wld not be perfect enough for him. After a while, you realize that u've lost urself. wld things be different if u had let urself jus expand instead of squeezing urself into an imposed mould? of course!!! ur soul wld find its way and u wld find ur "identity" So, my opinion is.. true love doesnt require you to change to fit the ideals of ur significant other, but tests his ability to overlook ur flaws and love you for all ur imperfections.

harshi
and so her story is told@ 9:29 PM
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ice cream and cake
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nymphomaniac bitches
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Sometimes I love you, sometimes i hate you, but everything i do, is only to get tangled up in you




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My angel
My angel is as perfect as heaven
She is as fiesty as hell
but she is from neither
more precious than any diamond gold and silver
she is weaned by Mother Earth tender

My angel's the colour of sand
With rings of locks that cascade
Frames her lovely smile with which
My heart she takes
Her face as beautiful as dawn
Habours the innocence of a doe-eyed fawn
Big dark eyes that implore
She moves like autumn leaves in fall

My angel's needs no halo
When from inside she glows
The sweetest thing is what she is
Words cant express the way i feel
When you think of her
You think of rainbows
She ignites your soul from deep below

My angel
My past, My future
My ups, My downs
My smiles, My frowns
My all, My everything
When i think of love
I think of you

Thank you- harshini..
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