the many facades of a woman. she is all the others rolled into one and multiplied by ten.
ain't she just beautiful.
am tuning to
it's one of those days i feel being contended to be a simpleton is bliss and having soft milkbread beats cream lobster soup.
i ache to go back to the apartment in melbourne and spend some lazy days to catch up with myself. it's been too too too busy.
i've been thinking about you (again).
Sunday, May 6, 2007
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