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{ Dreamer }
Definition:

1. a person who dreams.

2. a person who lives in a world of fantasy; one who is impractical and unrealistic.

3. a person whose ideas or projects are considered audacious or highly speculative; visionary.
{ Marianne }

The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.
It was always you.

{ Past. }

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{ Wednesday, September 23, 2009 }

Today's been interesting. Let's just say I'm tired but satisfied (:

So, new specs, 2 new dresses, 1 new sandal. LOL. No, I'm not splurging. I'M NOT.

I've found the song I want my future husband/partner to sing to me. Unintended by Muse. I know its not a love song, its not even a happy song but its so freaking sexy please. ITS DAMN SEXY.



Damn sexy right. Shit luh. Wanna woo me, learn this song. No guarantees though. HAHA.

Anyway, I'M A VOLUNTEER (: Whoo. HAHA. Shhh. Okay.

Oh, I finally walked home from Lot 1 after a million gazillion years and I sorta remembered stuff. Dont worry, I'm not emo about it. Its just a sudden memory that was revived. LOL. It was sweet while it lasted I guess.

& I'm busy mending broken pieces of the life I had before


{ fin }