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Dellila Dheroza ;DD
I'm a relatively good girl. I eat my veggies. I have an absolutely sweet tooth and I like chocolates and candy floss although they make me look kiddish most of the time. I absolutely adore babies and toddlers and I often go gaga over them.Whoever wants to be known. i lovve myself :) i lovve him :) lifes'a bitch ., imma just goinna live it up :DD

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Sunday, January 3, 2010







When I met you boy my heart went knock knock

Now them butterflies in my stomach wont stop stop

And even though its a struggle love is all we got

And we gon’ keep keep climbing till the mountain top


It’s incredible how the lyrics to every song make perfect sense whenever I blast it in my Ipod, and how there’s nothing wrong with it as we screamed out hearts out to the words when the dj spinned the record. One night, I thought through about the whole intention of the different tracks up in my playlist. They never even make half the sense in my life. These arias are not the full picture of a story. Most of the time, songs are lies, and singers are hypocrites. We are the losers that believed in the existence of phoenix and paragon, and eventually screwed ourselves.


Here comes the most terrific chapter in this post. Wrong, it’s not that I have fallen in love. What’s so terrific about this is that I made a few wrong turns in this journey lately. Everyone understood that in every case in life we would be stuck in a situation whereby we have to select one choice out of two options. Everywhere, wherever we go, God gives us two options. To, or not to. My mind and my heart got tangled up in a ball, and I think they are the most volatile organ in the human body. They withdraw to work with one another, or worst, refused to even function as an individual tool.


Each corner I turned too, it would be the darkly tenebrous empty creepy places. Like a rat, I smelled my way through against the wall, unknown about my destiny. In chills and shivers even a candle should suffice for now. But, who is there to depend on now?


SITT-OO-AUNG . he holds my life. my future. i, LOVE you , bby.

forever , i promise <3





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