Tuesday, May 09, 2006

i love my mom. realli. no matter how much she gets intO my nerves. i tot she cld never understand me, but hell, that was a period of time that even i cldnt fathom myself. shez amazing, like they say..mom knows best. the sacrifices she has made are incredulous. she sees thru right thru me, inspite despite my facades in trying to keep a straight face. its amazing how she knows wad ive been up to regardless of my oscar deserving drama performances.

sometimes, fate is jus inescapable. even when u swoon away frm it, wad is meant to be will be, eventually. but how do u differentiate fate frm mere coincidence? how to tell friendship frm the " more than friends" concept? how abt the people whom u love to hate, and hate to love but end up loving anyway? questions that plague our minds. questions that will be only answered by the test of time.

god works his magic in wonderful ways

harshi
and so her story is told@ 1:07 AM
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ice cream and cake
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nymphomaniac bitches
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1.) colored cellphone
2.) new makeup
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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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