I will always be the virgin-prostitute, the perverse angel, the two-faced sinister and saintly woman ... Life is not rational; it is just mad and full of pain. Do not seek the because - in love there is no because, no reason, no explanation, no solutions. You are a sexual angel, but you're an angel just the same. You are a narcissist. That is the raison d'etre of the journal. Journal writing is a disease. But it's all right. It's very interesting. - Anais Nin
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posted by oengoemeloeloe at 1:05 AM
I'm a fountain of blood in a shape of a girl. My life is a poetry and my world is writing.
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wah...wah...tulisannya jadi banyak! hehehhhehee....terima kasih luka, kau membuat adikku jadi 'hidup' :P
aku gak kemana2 kok, kamu aja yang suka pergi2, makanya handphonenya aktifin... ;->
huhuhuuu
resiko memadu kasih dengan backpacker... :-p
jadi backpacker juga dong, biar gak sedih ditinggalin mulu...
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