19, the mess.












Sunday, June 26

but i refused to awake from this guise of estacy;
make me fall for this inscapable entanglement
make me hold on to this deception
blinded by your affectionate obscurities.

- leeza rocks.

it's ending.
did it ever start for me?
it was just a dream.
it was just a delusion.
such baffling endeavors headed my way
exquisite reminiscences stayed behind;
it may just be be that moment of spark
just be that angel in disguise.
but i rather, that strike of yours.
but the fairytale in me; the faith never ceased to exist.
it may just occur.
still, always (:

tomorrow! school for us.
yay interview gonna be over.
(:
haha do your work everyone! take care.

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