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raka-yong kara choko

I am here for Dating, Serious Relationships, Friends and Networking

About Me

RIK WACHIRAPILAN ... ... There’re many things in this world keep calling us to run for them as nothing could resist our desires or prevent us from running. And there’re so many things that we’ve been trying to reach but we could never get them. Sometime it’s unreasonable or even illogical, as I couldn’t be certain. I sighed, while looking around the room. Over the window covered by the brownish-pink curtains, the wind wasn’t blowing, and there was no light shinning through the curtains. Nothing could romanticize me. I took a deep breath before I exhaled, I’ve been sitting in front of the computer for so long. Suddenly the phone rang, I picked up the phone, listen to the sound on the other end of the line. I looked out of the window again, the lights dimmed and the color of the curtains turned darker and darker. I took another deep breath before I hold it…. I listened to the sound of the car ran through the back of my house. Then I keep exhaling my breath slowly until the sound faded away. Today, I’m home by myself. The birds were singing outside of the window. dragon... As I couldn’t see them but I could tell how many types were there. It seemed like the birds were talking in different language. I listened to the precious sounds they made and I think about how human would communicate by different means of languages. My ears could feel the sound and my mind started to realize. The melodies of the birds could make my heart shivered. I took a breath, feeling like I was going to laugh. I could see those clouds were forming beneath the grey sky. If you want to know how the city could be, the winds and the birds could tell. what is harm!? what is raka!? goodbye!!!!!!! ............

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You’re not the only one who stuck in the whirlpool of emptiness. But it’s also me, who’s trying to escape from that place. Sadly, I’ve never succeed finding the way out…I’ve never seen any little bit of light in my lifetime. I live in the room, though I never know where the end of the wall is. I hand the darkness and let it go around me. Again and again, it is wounded from the confinement of my palm. I destroy the darkness with my fragility. I have never known what brightness is, therefore it draws me to its own space. I know that if I know what it is….i’d be ready to ruin it….just like what I’ve done to the darkness that passed away. Confine me here forever….let my viciousness spread around…. old kara

My Blog

book harm

http://base.google.com/base/a/2157836/D2774853113217971025
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book harm

http://base.google.com/base/a/2157836/D2774853113217971025
Posted by on Tue, 29 May 2007 09:20:00 GMT

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surrealistic drama.....  
Posted by on Sat, 10 Mar 2007 19:08:00 GMT