Minggu, 21 Februari 2010
Rain, where's your Bow?
Rain melt my soul between nowhere and somewhere.
I miss you, yes, you, someone that I haven't met yet.
And with this rain we'll be collide in hell called heaven, and heaven called hell.
I love you, yes, you, someone that I haven't met yet.
Senin, 15 Februari 2010
Minggu, 14 Februari 2010
Sabtu, 13 Februari 2010
Kamis, 11 Februari 2010
3 some
This is a story about the night of mixed up feeling. Trap in the 3 generation of time : past (the dentist), future (the assistant) and present (their relationship, maybe)
And where am I? (somehow I want it) in the middle? or (maybe) just a guest star? or (worst case) simply just their patient? ;p
Jumat, 29 Januari 2010
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