Purged.

(Sentosa, 2010)

I guess I'm done here. Enough said on this little place. I'm burying the anger, fear, sadness and the forgotten little bouts of euphoria, here. And perhaps will close this place completely in time.

I shall start anew elsewhere, where every post will remind me there are far more reasons to smile than to cry.

Ignorance is bliss.

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Shut your eyes and sing to me.

Slightly buzzed, lying in bed, listening to Snow Patrol, and crying myself to sleep.