Time flies by. Reality sinks in, but memories stay, as crisp as freshly washed linen, and as clear as what is written here.
(Pophealth 111, the bane of semester one...)
(Colin Quilter's legacy)
(My Lucky boy.. jie jie miss you! Muax!!)
(Princess Sakura)
(Sweet Sugar across the roof, trying to get into my room)
posted by Camelia @ 10:49 AM
Time flies by. Reality sinks in, but memories stay, as crisp as freshly washed linen, and as clear as what is written here.
Plain but not ordinary. Honest but not blunt. Nice but not sweet. Cute but not ugly. Dirty but not crude. Mean but I don't mean it. Warm but I'm not a pie.
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home