vina's junkthoughts: 8 am in sleepiness

Thursday, April 24, 2014

8 am in sleepiness

Sleep my little baby-oh
Sleep until you waken
When you wake you'll see the world
If I'm not mistaken...

Kiss a lover
Dance a measure,
Find your name
And buried treasure...

Face your life
Its pain,
Its pleasure,
Leave no path untaken.”
― Neil Gaiman, The Graveyard Book

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just speaking my minds

black, red, and white are my colors. the colors that will make me seen because I'm always invisible. invisible not to be inferior but to be the mastermind. tell and reveal yourself in front of me, then I'll be able to know what you will do in the future. it's not sixth sense, just being good at feeling people's feel, and thinking their minds, then predict for people's actions. not rich, not pretty, not smartie, I'm just an old ugly broke fat lady. so I'm just being kind, it's the only treasure I have. I've lived for 30 years, with the goal had achieved for my precious persons, and for another 30 years I'll just being kind. Don't mind the pictures that often goes out of the box, because it's just the way I think. Yes, I'm wild, hard to handle, but I know the rules. and don't mind the capital letters, I'm just human..