In the land where the ocean meets the desert

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April 2012

March 2012

Maybe along the way i became weary. or Maybe along the path i bloomed into a heart cherry. sweet and sour, that’s my devour :D

I’m weak but unbreakable I seek but never trying i repeat but i’m giving up a diamond uneven and rugged this soul is unloved.

The worst type of people are those who create random enemies instead of creating essential friends.

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