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Monday, May 21, 2012
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There is nothing more dreadful than the habit of
doubt. Doubt separates people. It is a poison that disintegrates
friendships and breaks up pleasant relations. It is a thorn that
irritates and hurts; it is a sword that kills.
7:40 PM
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Sunday, May 20, 2012
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There's a lot I wanna say, but I will not. But it occurred to me that I had this lingering thought in my head and it goes: "Religion is a way of controlling people". So I question, what if religion is a way of cotnrolling people? A way of preventing people from enjoying life. Words are artifical and by that I mean what is right and what is wrong is artificial. So here's a question for the readers. What if religion was a plan made up by a demon (whom we presume to be this mighty being)? And this "afterlife" we know is a place where our souls go, a place where we meet this demon whom would devour our soul. Religion's real.. right? So what I say is real.. right?
5:47 PM
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Wednesday, May 9, 2012
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I'm confused.. and when I look back.. I realise I'm the reason I am confused. I'd like to say sorry.
4:24 PM
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Sunday, May 6, 2012
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Poems.. are a form of expression. To me.. A poem is a feeling, something you're passionate about. It doesn't have to be just passion. One word's a poem. As long as it has meaning to you and you only. Every word has its beauties. English limits this. I can't explain, but it just does.
10:01 PM
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Wednesday, May 2, 2012
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Notice anything in the last picture?
4:32 PM
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Wednesday, April 25, 2012
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Sometimes.. I look up to stare at the clouds and float away with them, forgetting this world. Sometimes.. I look up at the trees and imagine that this world used to be a forest. Sometimes.. Just sometimes..
7:42 PM
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  And yet.. Inuyasha is just another tale.
7:40 PM
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