The play that I've written for myself...

"I think of life itself now as a wonderful play that I've written for myself, and so my purpose is to have the utmost fun playing my part..."

Sunday, September 5, 2010

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Veneve: I like the cool breeze lightly caressing on my face, feeling soft and fresh... i like the smell of green grass across the field, the golden color of paddy field and waiting for a chance to watch the colorful rainbow with my loved ones. i love making wishes when i look at the moon, and i love counting on the stars with my love sitting besides me... i like a warm cuddle from behind when i feel cold. i like a comfortable arms wraps around me when im sad. i have piles of histories inside my pages of dairy. i wrote it down when im sad, i wrote it down when im glad. some people says im blur, some says im naughty... The beauty of a women is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair... The beauty of a women must be seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart - The Place Where Loves resides... * Let Love Come Naturally... *

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