Reach my prismic soul.
Andrea.Y
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I see psychadellic colours when I log onto my blog. It's my personal space and as over-rated blogs have been, I do not wish to be compared. I don't need it to be popular, I don't need you to read me, it's never a mean for you to understand me deeper, if that's what you seek. What you see, is never what you'll get...
I am the pretty pistol. This is a game of Russian Roulette. Please, excuse the mess.



Unconditional desires.
Nicholas Sparks,great songs, better books, satisfying food,slippers,Patrick Stump New orleans jazz,poetry movies,period dramas,pop/rock/punk,Fall Out Boy,Cody McFayden, Chick lit,Thrillers, Fantasy,literature,quills, Blankets,Best buds,parchment, brown paper bags,Crashing waves,Operas,Musicals,Super sticky post-its, jackets, button down shirts, boots, Converse,three quarts,stuffed animals, plushy pillows, plushy people, Pete Wentz, manga, One tree hill, Perfumes, fruity smells, Developing crushes, Arty Fartyness,Guitars, Piano pieces, Christmas, snow, bells, crackerjacks, candy canes,fruity soaps, Summer,hats, autumn, Winter, Exotic names, exotic cocktail names, Identical twins, coloured eyes, rainbows,fireplaces, Chicago,Rome, Moscow, Hawaii, Europe, Perth, Canada,The smell of brown paper,fresh laundry, new books and cotton, the feel of soft puppy/kitten fur, the sound of clapping,ripping and the turn of a page, the sight of loved ones and best friends, the taste of the first crisp, cocoa and warm soup on a rainy day, coca cola, snapple s mango madness, the smell of seabreeze, Orange Julius, mini ritz, Starbucks, posters, berries, Mr Yeti, London, Harry Potter, The magicians guild, red, orange, brown, black, chalk, tree bark carvings, cloud gazing, the fluffy flowers downstairs,wind chimes, Tigger, teddy bears, Pride and Prejudice, intricate ornaments, T-shirts, road trips, laughing at my own sticky up hair in the mornings, debate, watching the ships go by, Frozen strawberries, strawberries,fanciful magazine pages,

Mix the words up.
It took time to see.
March 2006
May 2006
June 2006
July 2006
August 2006
September 2006
October 2006
November 2006
December 2006
January 2007
February 2007
March 2007
April 2007
May 2007
June 2007
July 2007
August 2007
September 2007
October 2007

I read.
Tucker Max
Xiaxue
Kenny Sia

The endless connections.
Team KC
KC C Division Floorballers
Melissa
Tracy
Elaine
Michelle
Jun Jie
Milton
Grace.aka.Ace
Sandra


You have my thanks.
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11:48 PM |

I am trying REALLY hard to forget.But I cant.
I would love to tell you that I hate him and I couldent care less if he got ran over by a car or something.But that would be a lie.Wouldent it?
I should talk to him.As hopeless as it may be. At the very least I can tell myself I gave it a shot. Not just sit back and cry like I used to.Heck I was a fool for letting it go in the first place. I didnt appreciate it while it lasted, and now I regret it, alot.Funny isn it? Its always like that. You never appreciate what you have until you lose it.I am such a fool.I keep telling myself its not worth it. Yet the other half of me is willing to give up anything just for it to be as it was.I tell myself I hate him. Yet I miss him just as much. As a friend, and as something more than that.I told myself I was deluded for believeing that he was different. Yet I would rather carry on being deluded.I am trying really hard to behave as if its all ok. That I don't care one bit.I ve tried. And I ve failed.Childish and pathetic as it may seem. I miss him. Alot.

I lost a really special person.
And now I am trying to get it all back.
The hand behind this pen relives a failure every day`