mystery♥.
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dream like dreamers do♥.
in my ears .
just another crush♥.
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And speak in a language you can understand.
" is a photodiary I've decided to initiate, compiling day to day events with a snapshot of a moment of the day.
snapshot of a minute in my life, that caught my eye, with a caption of sorts, either explaining the picture or describing my emotions.
I have been told that I never really open up myself to others, and more often than not, I leave people wondering what I truly feel or giving them confusing signals.
Thus, this photodiary, is in a sense, a window to my head.
All my thoughts, my emotions, everything I usually keep out-of-sight, will be put under here, other then my regular blog posts, which are usually not very informative.
Welcome, to the chaos and mess in my head.
I hope you'd find something that speaks to you, whether to pull you through something difficult, or to relate to.
Doth with their death bury their parents’ strife
Thursday, 29 July 2010
and the pair of star-crossed lovers
take back their lifeMercutio refused to blame fate
for his death
he refused to allow his death to be another
inevitability
he knew why he was killed
and on his dying breath
he cursed the two names that cause his premature death
unlike two lovers that i know...
but as fickle-minded as i think they are
is his love real as pure as it seems ?
is it a matured love that honestly
he'd die without her ?
i mean putting the whole storyline aside
and pretending he survived the whole ordeal
do you think he would have met someone new
and moved on ?
and what about her?
do you think that if she had been "prudent" enough
and not kill herself
would she have married Paris and lived well enough ?
but the one thing i like about the whole play
is that Shakespeare managed to raise a bloody good question
how many deaths before one will learn to let go
and forgive ?
so we said; thee, thee, hear. 00:21