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IM ELI! :) MY BLOG MY SAY.
A short story
"She sat, on the cold marble floor, surrounded with photos, some yellowed, dog-eared, some with holes where pins used to be. Pictures, snaps of her, of him, of them. Pictures that brought back so many memories. She turned, with her big brown eyes framed with fatigue, set with sadness. Her canvas whites in her eyes were now painted in crimson with pain. She picked up a photo that laid in the out-circle of the pile of pictures. It was her favourite photo, a polaroid, of her and her best friend. She ran her small, bone thin fingers across the photo, tears immediately filled her eyes like an open dam. Memories came back bullet fast, flooding her mind with all those times she spent with her best friend. And she asked herself, what went wrong? what changed?"
i actually miss writing, alot. i used to write everyday, ideas just came to be without me begging. a little bit out of touch, yet it feels good that i'm still able to come out with this in 5 mins. really need to write again. it still has that therapeutic effect on me. which is good. guess this was why i started the blog in the first place. because writing is one of the best ways i can actually fully express myself, besides dance and crying that is. hahhahah. and i'm just really bored at work right now. so i need to make myself look busy right now. okay. NEXT POST WILL BE 20 FACTS ABOUT MUA. hehehheheheh. ciao peepo
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A short story
"She sat, on the cold marble floor, surrounded with photos, some yellowed, dog-eared, some with holes where pins used to be. Pictures, snaps of her, of him, of them. Pictures that brought back so many memories. She turned, with her big brown eyes framed with fatigue, set with sadness. Her canvas whites in her eyes were now painted in crimson with pain. She picked up a photo that laid in the out-circle of the pile of pictures. It was her favourite photo, a polaroid, of her and her best friend. She ran her small, bone thin fingers across the photo, tears immediately filled her eyes like an open dam. Memories came back bullet fast, flooding her mind with all those times she spent with her best friend. And she asked herself, what went wrong? what changed?"
i actually miss writing, alot. i used to write everyday, ideas just came to be without me begging. a little bit out of touch, yet it feels good that i'm still able to come out with this in 5 mins. really need to write again. it still has that therapeutic effect on me. which is good. guess this was why i started the blog in the first place. because writing is one of the best ways i can actually fully express myself, besides dance and crying that is. hahhahah. and i'm just really bored at work right now. so i need to make myself look busy right now. okay. NEXT POST WILL BE 20 FACTS ABOUT MUA. hehehheheheh. ciao peepo
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