a twenty year-old soldier, deeping an escape fantasy into the wilderness of lifestyle, fashion, music, politics and the suffocation of everyday living. allow me to take my emotions and paint the world white.
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EATARYBROTH just sliding off those sleezy bar by the junction. located above Duxton Hill, comes a very relax and romantic get away-like semi-fine dining heaven. Where modern Australian is a choice and service is at it's excellence.
Lunch : Mondays to Fridays Dinner: Mondays to Saturdays
12 November 2006 @ 2:05 pm
I am my greatest enemy.i am my greatest enemy
To walk a curved path is not as easy as counting petals of a geberra. It's a portion of weed among the bed of roses that petruds out of liberty and hinch of meritocracy. Hence, you're(we're) still sharing the same sunrays. So whats the use of surrendering? Or falling to the bottom? I feel like a discarded degenerate art falling down dispite gravity assistance. Thats what that makes me feel like I'm an unknown. But no matter how it's potrait, I choose to live by or with it.
Each step you take is like a walking template of art. Every silence you broke is a carved wellness of heritocracy. Every wind you blow is a turning of my cloud. I'm just more than a little curious to take more than a touch. But it takes more than a century to spill a word. Fore-going the minutes you spend glancing or peaking on purpose. I still can't get how part of you I can relate to. It's not about removing your halo around your neck. But I'll still love to learn your amends. Even quite say I'm intimidated by each cross. Probably thats what that makes you special.