Eloquently entwined in the dance of memories refined, are my smiling tears and your hand in mine.

Sunday, May 16, 2010

"Look, I just polished my blades to perfection!"

"Yeah. What do you want me to do, make love to you?"

"Oh, reallly? :D"

"No! I don't swing that way!"

"Aw come on, it'll be fun!"

"Not with you."

"You'll come to like me. I grow on people."

"So do warts! But you don't see me liking them!"

"Blah! You're no fun!"

"Stop bugging me. Go suck a hobo's toe or something."

"Whose? Your mom's?"

"o.0? My mom's... A hobo?"

"Nah, she's just chillin out with the cucumbers. :D"

"=.= I'll be damned, darling. I'll be damned."

"You just called me darling! Can I make out with you now?"

"AHH! JUST GO FIND YOUR HOBO!"
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As you can tell, I really love the word darling. I think it's more than a term of affection between a pair of lovebirds. I think it's a term of affection between people and all other people! Okay, being a retard here. Erm. Anyone has an apple? :D

Veni,vidi,vici... 5:23 AM

%that's me

Kimberlyn. I'm so unique, I'm almost a brand. Sounds ironic. But hey, it's a crazy and awesome world anyway. I love this life I'm living, thanks. :D

%FAVOURITES

~ love
~ hugs
~ silky shiny hair

WISHLIST

~ Heaven
~ Cosplay
~ Scanner.