They call me Em. Or M.
Love like you've never loved before; don't hold back. Always love a cappuccino with toast and some newspapers. Enjoy the quiet mornings. Oh and hang on tight to those heartstrings - they are all that matters! Most importantly: LOVE GOD, love people.
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Yea. What is this man SERIOUSLY!
Love talking to my sis so farny.
Haish can't stop crapping and moping around (ZZZZ) and writing cryptic senseless posts I call them Misty Posts which I probably wouldn't remember having written them Do I really need to keep up like that? I do wonder about the purpose of writing in such a manner I believe I've explored this in one of the posts Is it really me? Do all these sound like me? Or have I become incredibly in-sync with my soul and fused with my habit that it eliminates clarity in truth about myself so much so that in expressing what I perceive or interpret everything else around me I gradually lose myself in it OR IS IT I'm losing myself in this crazy mad rush that I don't recall how it was like being me? Cryptic? Now I know it runs in the family.. perhaps it isn't a time for ground-breaking self-discovery it just struck me 5 minutes ago that is this necessary?
It takes great courage for me to write something like the following from the very depths of my heart in a post thats not a MIsty Post.
What I've grasped/understood of you so far is likely to be a mere shadow; it's evident you're a colourful person
Today I've understood you could have hazy days too, somet things for whatever reason you would prefer to keep it in your heart while the tustle goes on within you
Just like my hazy days are trapped in my words that doesn't translate to proper ideas upon reading Your hazy days trapped in your brain might be even worse than mine, stormy even. I just want to let you know that whatever storms that you have sloshing/thundering in your brain or jian4 and evil thoughts you may harbour or the thoughts you have that makes you feel uncomfortable with yourself you can always share them with me cause we're family there's no need for your pulsating brain to work on so many things at the same time Until the day you can share your troubles comfortably with me, perhaps my feelings would no longer be trapped in my words too. I love you jiejie!
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