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"My favourite thing
is to go where
I've never been."
- Diane Arbus
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the moon looks half-bitten tonight; i think i need prozac. i'm not depressed, you're just too happy. i had a best hair-day yesterday and then the worst the next day; french pedicures make me happy. i lost 1 kg from camp and i'm putting it all back from prata from supper. i think i really need prozac if pedicures alone can make me happy. i like long bus-rides at the window seat listening to my music player but that was probably a tad too long. i want to explore places i have yet been to; i want to turn back the clock; i want to stop thinking, i have to stop thinking. i want to have the power to teleport and transfer objects from one place to another; i want to drive and blast my favourite music as i drive down the highway. i'm not an advocate for memories, i want to be like drew barrymore, wake up everyday with a clean slate, not remembering anything, start anew. i have forgotten how to make conversation; i don't know what i want to do with my future, i feel so bimbotic, all i know is i want to do a manicure next week. school's starting, and i miss working; i miss all the people i've gotten to know so well, i like them so much better, i do. i am going to do red nails next week; i wonder if red fingernails and a french pedicure go well together, and i don't know, but thinking about this beats thinking about the other things.
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a wild flower dies
where it blooms
so let me be
a wild flower
its death shall be
the fading of beauty
-suchoon mo