my sweaty palms.

Wednesday, August 8, 2007

i would rather be ashes than dust.

i would rather that my spark should burn out in a brilliant blaze than stifled by dry-rot.

i would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in a magnificent glow than a sleepy permanent planet.

the function of man is to live, not to exist.

i shall not waste my days trying to prolong them.

i shall use my time.

- jack london.

im at the lowest point right now, where everything wont turn out right,
everything didnt turn out the way i want it to be.
i just wanna be a simple girl, liveing life the way my mum and dad have set for me.

why spoil it for me?

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