Category: blog
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156. clear your heart
Not the first time and it won’t be the last. When anyone or anything has done you wrong, be thankful for lesson learnt, accept and move on.
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155. hello December
HOT CHOCOLATES, WARM CLOTHES, CHRISTMAS!! (: Psychedelic lights, toasted marshmallows and sprinkled sugar. Let it snow, let it snow!
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154. Six Characters in Search of an Author
“But can’t you see that all the trouble lies here! In the words! All of us have a world full of things inside of us, each of us his own world full of things! And how can we understand one another, sir, if in the words I speak I put the meaning and the value…
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149. unlove
“You should know that there is something worse than hate and that is unlove. Because hate is anger over something lost, hate is passion, hate is misguided, it’s caring for the wrong things but it is still caring. But unlove, unlove is to unremember, to unhold, to undream, to undo everything that ever was and…
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145. heaven full of astronauts
“I have a theory that every time you make an important choice, the part of you left behind continues the other life you could have had.” “I seem to have run in a great circle, and met myself again on the starting line.” – Jeanette Winterson. Dear essay on modernism and post-modernism, you shall…
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144. perks of being a wallflower
“Downtown. Lights on buildings and everything that makes you wonder. And in that moment, I swear we were infinite.” “Things change. And friends leave. Life doesn’t stop for anybody.” “So, this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and I’m still trying to figure out how…
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141. lightness of being
“The heaviest of burdens is therefore simultaneously an image of life’s most intense fulfillment. …What then shall we choose? Weight or lightness?” -Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being Took a short detour to the after-dark playground just to sit on the swings, which creaked so bad I felt like a scene in a horror…
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Photo – Autumn
Wind in your face, leaves in your hair, raindrops in your undergarments. Wonderments of being this close to earthly nature, don’t you now wish to touch the sky? chaos-nothingistrue.tumblr.com Autumn is lovely. Wherefore art thou, four seasons? Can’t help replaying the engaging talk with a senior management whom I warmed up easily to. Felt cheered…
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People and Perversion
Never thought I had potential to be a rich man’s mistress. Was hit on by a man old enough to be my grandfather who used all kinds of compliments to my figure, fashion sense, face & skin, and hair. From our conversation (polite on my part) I gathered his interest in cars, possession of Ferraris…
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Photo – The Eiffel in Paris
Remember when we promised ourselves to meet in Paris when all the lull is dead and gone? Then we’ll sit for a little while and reminisce our lives. There will be no regrets.
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Polaroid – The Sleepyrocker
You still have my Polaroids on your door even after I moved out, and I’m strangely comforted. Classmates, class monitresses, room-mates, coffee-pals forever?:)
Viktoria Jean 