
like having a vintage wallpaper in my bedroom..

… and have a cup of tea every morning on the garden.

I’m not wishing for a big surprise every 30th day of July because its my birthday,

or having 16 cupcakes while my friends holding it.

I’m not wishing for a roses even without special celebration.
I’m not wishing too much, because I just want to have the things I deserve. But, what if I deserve to have those? Maybe, it would be nice if I am with you. :) ♥
Have a great sundaynight.
9:20pm 5.27.12
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I so freaking love to be a photographer, seeing my self happy when i hold that black thing what they called camera since 1685. When I was on high school, 5 times a week of keeping my cam attach to me is not enough. i really don’t know how, i just feel that spark between us. when i see myself looking for a subject to capture, it was like making a new life out of a existing creature, it was like searching your world, your own world that no one sees and no one feels. being weird is just being you, we all have that side of personality which is being weird but we all have different expression of being weird. some are obvious but some make it just a normal way of expression, i do hate people who are really really weird, it’s like when i let them take the exam for weirdness i should say that they can pass it, or beyond just passing the exam, i hate them for being so supernatural and so undefeated when it come to ideas and options, i should say that those weird people i met was so detailed, they are too broad when it comes to thinking, they are too genius than any other geeks andproficient personality that may looks witty and very expressive, specially with words. but now i do understand why and i really don’t hate them, cause i just realize its part of their way of expression on how to deal with the people. im not the type of a person who is so expressive and verbal when i appreciate and love something or someone, maybe that’s why the world of art is really calling me to make another language that everyone can read through colors, strokes, angels, and shape and texture. It’s like the wold of art is the world where people are making there own words through their mind, hand, eyes, feet, body, and voice. The motion of art is never been stop and its music is keep on playing.
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Perfect wink EVEEEEEERRRR. (BITING NAIIIILLLSSS WHILE SEEING HIS WINK OVEEER AND OVEERR AND AGAIN AND AGAAAAIIINN!!) ♥
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