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Amira Idayu
You don't need lucidity to find joy. Joy is where you decide to put your heart at. There's just something about words that I love, that works in sync with codes. Solituditary, writing, imagination. Those, are my favourites.
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Amira Idayu
16. CHR, senior year. Photoshoots. Dance-offs. Mates. Fun. Digicam. Cats. Biking. Explore. Books.
Words. Dictionary. Transparency. Body rides.
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Preface. So hey. This is my blog. I love writing. The posts and titles here are inspired from real life world and experiences. Typing about hurt doesn't make me a sadist. Typing about heartbreaks doesnt mean im on post-break up denial. Typing about love and crushes doesn't mean im in love. Typing about death doesn't make me an emo kid. We are all more in depth than the naked eye can see. I hate being ridiculed. I think I won't be uploading as much photos here now that Facebook is available. Read on, comment, whatever. Enjoy articulating or connecting my words with your life. Welcome.
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Amira Idayu.
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And so I walked down this place, a big box in my hands. In it has many things that can't occupy space but it could occupy me. There are about 7 things under fear and many countless things under smile. The box, I colored it bright and attractive. But I didn't wanna attract people because they'd steal this precious box. I taped it with a grey tape. I don't know why. I wanna try to hide it by hurling it across the seas but it will float. I'd really hate it if the contents were discovered. So I put it in my bag and color it black. I hunched my shoulders and put on a big hoodie and slumped my way across. And then I bumped into a pole and the pole stared at me with its sullen eyes. I gave a nod of sympathy and walked away. And when I got to the rustic side of the journey, I stumbled upon something. It has the same box as mine. Yours. |
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