That we meet in our middle way,
on our way back down to earth.
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Pamela 11071995
I felt that night, on the stage, incredibly close to everything in the universe, but also extremely alone. I wondered, for the first time in my life, if life was worth all the work it took to live. What exactly made it worth it? What’s so horrible about being dead forever, and not feeling anything, and not even dreaming? What’s so great about feeling and dreaming? Tagboard
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Friday, May 23, 2008
hello(: today, was so screwed. OPERATION CLEAN-UP sucks. totally. sad, sad, sad that it's ms khoo's last day today. well, at the very least, i went to parkway "with" her. played arcade. gossiped, A LOT, LOT, LOT! uploaded some pics. (: some on the wedding day itself. while the rest are the STUFFs under my table, in school. suff under/on my table. xD gtgs. bbyes. (: |