i am his Yuna, but he aint my Tidus ...Those days he shuttled from NYC - Tokyo - NYC ... and he's got a big big crush on Hikaru Utada ... Friendster days, he posted this on my wall ...
This month he's 44.
... my other garden ;)
About Me
- Irma
- I'm not a graceful person. I'm not a Sunday morning or a Friday sunset. I am a Tuesday 2AM, I am gunshots muffled by a few city blocks, I am a broken window during February. My bones crack on a nightly basis. I fall from elegance with a dull thud, and I apologize for my awkward sadness. I sometimes believe that I don't belong around people, that I belong to all the leap days that didn't happen. The way light and darkness mix under my skin has become a storm. You don't see the lightning, but you hear the echoes.
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Wednesday, November 20, 2013
November Memories: Orange Skye
Friendster days ... Final Fantasy Days ... Tidus' poem to Yuna ... that was the height of his kakulitan ... nainis ako so I made up this title :) ... napikon ... di ako kinausap ng ilang days ... hehe
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