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May 20, 2013
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"People think dreams aren’t real just because they aren’t made of matter, of particles. Dreams are real. But they are made of viewpoints, of images, of memories and puns and lost hopes."

— Neil Gaiman (via souls-entwined)

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May 17, 2013

Lost.

It is a mellow ongoing heaviness that weighs me down, and light feels robbed away, as if the colours of the world are dimmed. 

There are no more words.

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May 16, 2013
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April 25, 2013

chokeonstardust-deactivated2013 asked: Bonoite! hau diak obrigada, ita mo's di'ak? my tetum isn't very good. I only went over for 3 weeks. Are you Timorese?

Bonoite! Nada! Hau diak tebes-tebes (: Ita nia saran saida? No, I’m Singaporean, but my church runs a school there :> I’ve been to Timor Leste 4 times and I can’t wait to go back :D Which part of Timor did you go to?

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April 25, 2013

chokeonstardust-deactivated2013 asked: Hey :) have you been to Timor-Leste?

Hello! Yes I have! Have you? Diak ka lae, hau hatene komprende ita! (:

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March 31, 2013
Parting. The conversations, feelings and imagery from the last two devising sessions at the iYTC have stuck with me. Maybe it’s the dire state of my current social life (#signon), maybe it’s the breather I took last weekend, or maybe it’s the fact that they never left. I remember apologies said on a bent knee, cut up pictures producing a broken heart met with cold-hearted stares of disapproval, impossible ultimatums, and heavy disappointments. Late night meetings, NTUC, drinks and long bus rides. Torn up notes that can never be fixed, framed pictures against the wall with secret messages at the back, phone conversations that can never be repeated; and moments so fleeting you wonder if you imagined it. & the list goes on. I struggle to keep each image as it surfaces in my mind, to remember the feeling so that I can bring it to session. But it aches, just a little. And then the feeling passes. I can safely say that in the last seven years of my life I have parted with different people - each different, and each someone I could not imagine my life without at a moment in my life before. I wonder, is it right then, when we say that parting can actually be a way out, a breakthrough?

Parting.

The conversations, feelings and imagery from the last two devising sessions at the iYTC have stuck with me.

Maybe it’s the dire state of my current social life (#signon), maybe it’s the breather I took last weekend, or maybe it’s the fact that they never left.

I remember apologies said on a bent knee, cut up pictures producing a broken heart met with cold-hearted stares of disapproval, impossible ultimatums, and heavy disappointments. Late night meetings, NTUC, drinks and long bus rides. Torn up notes that can never be fixed, framed pictures against the wall with secret messages at the back, phone conversations that can never be repeated; and moments so fleeting you wonder if you imagined it. & the list goes on.

I struggle to keep each image as it surfaces in my mind, to remember the feeling so that I can bring it to session. But it aches, just a little. And then the feeling passes.

I can safely say that in the last seven years of my life I have parted with different people - each different, and each someone I could not imagine my life without at a moment in my life before.

I wonder, is it right then, when we say that parting can actually be a way out, a breakthrough?

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January 05, 2013
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mildblisse: pinupposterdream: helicoils: look at its tiny legs KITTY KITTY KITTY ASDDHFKGHFKGHFKG

mildblisse:

pinupposterdream:

helicoils:

look at its tiny legs

KITTY KITTY KITTY

ASDDHFKGHFKGHFKG

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January 05, 2013
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fangirlunderthestairs:

When books are so well written, you have to read certain passages and sentences aloud because just seeing them is not enough, you need to hear and taste them and roll around in them for a couple of moments before you go on.

I must get around to buying myself those John Green books for the New Year.

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December 15, 2012
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"I’ve got a bad case of the 3:00 am guilts -you know, when you lie in bed awake and replay all those things you didn’t do right? Because, as we all know, nothing solves insomnia like a nice warm glass of regret, depression and self-loathing."

— D.D. Barant, Dying Bites (via dulcetdecember)

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December 15, 2012
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stevenfresco:

cuntherine:

im crying

This is one of the most amazing things I’ve ever read. Wow.

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