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As Told By Greta: September 2009
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As Told By Greta. All we are, all we can be, are the stories we tell. Long after we are gone, our words will be all that is left, and who is to say what really happened or even what reality is? Our stories, our fiction, our words will be as close to truth as can be. And no one can take that away from you.". Friday, September 4, 2009. And then every friday we used to stay up late and just talk about everything and anything until we fall asleep. Imagine, I courted her for 1 year! I was fourteen years old a...
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In the Fringes of the Flesh and Soul
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In the Fringes of the Flesh and Soul. Powered by LiveJournal.com. Mar 6th, 2010. Why have i been acting soo strange. Well the main reason (for those of you who wonder) , is that strange people like me do not have a lot of ways to protect ourselves. We do not speak because there are no words that are supposed to be spoken. we linger in the silence because it is comfortable to us. Strange people like me , do nothing but retreat inside and pause for a while. Because that is the only thing that we can do.
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As Told By Greta: July 2009
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As Told By Greta. All we are, all we can be, are the stories we tell. Long after we are gone, our words will be all that is left, and who is to say what really happened or even what reality is? Our stories, our fiction, our words will be as close to truth as can be. And no one can take that away from you.". Thursday, July 23, 2009. Haha Nasa Condo ako ni Tj. Pero hindi niya naman ako pinapansin kasi nag-aaral siya for her Chem Quiz. Dito ako natulog. :). Ayun Gusto ko lang magblog. XDDD. So, we all compl...
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As Told By Greta: August 2009
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As Told By Greta. All we are, all we can be, are the stories we tell. Long after we are gone, our words will be all that is left, and who is to say what really happened or even what reality is? Our stories, our fiction, our words will be as close to truth as can be. And no one can take that away from you.". Friday, August 21, 2009. La Lalala Lala. :). Labels: Love. Fantasy. Posted by Greta @ 7:32 AM. Wednesday, August 5, 2009. It’s not like you haven’t made an effort to stay away from her. God knows ...
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2011 - In the Fringes of the Flesh and Soul
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In the Fringes of the Flesh and Soul. Powered by LiveJournal.com. May 18th, 2009. Yeah Kim Jae Wook is LOVE. ♥ He's so beautiful ♥. Posted at 10:36 am.
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The End - In the Fringes of the Flesh and Soul
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In the Fringes of the Flesh and Soul. Powered by LiveJournal.com. This is not a poem about death. Nor is this about love. In fact, this is not a poem. But a vison,. Or a fantasy of sorts. A scene, where the sun would be shining brightly. Outside a broken window. The shards scattered all over my room. Like fine, injurious sand. I would lay there,. Amidst the broken pieces that glitter. With a pen clutched tightly in my hands,. With a desperation of that last shuddering breath. And my notebook half-opened.
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Man - In the Fringes of the Flesh and Soul
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In the Fringes of the Flesh and Soul. Powered by LiveJournal.com. You gaze at me with half-lidded eyes. As you gasp my name between passion-filled kisses. You cry out in a voice raspy with need - in wanton heat,. As if the paths my fingers traced were poured with liquid fire. Spread like a giant feline on the silken sheets. In your nakedness, you were exposed yet not shamed. Your sun-kissed limbs spread, wide;. Wanting, and maybe submitting. You are weak. You are man.
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In the Fringes of the Flesh and Soul
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In the Fringes of the Flesh and Soul. Powered by LiveJournal.com. May 24th, 2011. Posted at 08:34 pm.
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