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"Ends are for yesterdays, not tomorrows"
The Time Keeper - Mitch Albom

"We might all be different, but here, our different pains will be our common link"
( Listening )
Lifehouse - Whatever It Takes
郭靜 - 單身美好

( Reminisce )
August 2010 / September 2010 / October 2010 / November 2010 / December 2010 / January 2011 / February 2011 / March 2011 / April 2011 / March 2012 / October 2012 / November 2012 / December 2012 / February 2013 / March 2013 / April 2013 / June 2013 / July 2013 / August 2013 / February 2014 / June 2014 / January 2016 / June 2019 /



Talk is cheap
Sunday, August 29, 2010, 3:20 PM

Action speaks louder than words (?)

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Just to be the next to be with you
, 1:14 AM

Why be alone when we can be together baby
You can make my life worthwhile
And I can make you start to smile

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Back to school
Friday, August 27, 2010, 11:59 PM

So far, so good!

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Sight
Tuesday, August 17, 2010, 7:34 PM

"We don't see things as they are, we see them as we are."

— Anais Nin

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Truth?
Friday, August 13, 2010, 9:37 PM

"Anyone who has lost something they thought was theirs forever finally comes to realise that nothing really belongs to them."

— Paulo Coelho

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Is it?
, 6:05 PM

"I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go, things go wrong so that you appreciate them when they're right, you believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together."

— Marilyn Monroe

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One day
Wednesday, August 11, 2010, 11:43 PM

"When something is missing in your life, it usually turns out to be someone."

— Robert Brault

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Always
Tuesday, August 3, 2010, 10:05 PM


 L.O.V.E
Sunday, August 1, 2010, 2:12 AM

"Love is a temporary madness, it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion, it is not the desire to mate every second minute of the day, it is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every cranny of your body. No, don’t blush, I am telling you some truths. That is just being “in love”, which any fool can do. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident.”

— Louis de Bernières

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