resentment of living in the little things, of being happy in the repercussions of a single manner one does. they are the ones neglected because just as they are the beads of happiness in our every day, they are, constant miniature of what is unrequited.
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Monday, February 7, 2011
Saturday, January 8, 2011
time and distance are synonymous
My first ever toy camera, holga. That was the August-birthday-party-went-horrible when I received the package. It wasn't an ordinary joy for me, there was a kind of leap... plus I was little
I realized one thing that night after some temper tantrums gone too far off the normal.
She thought we betrayed her. She thought that's how a simple anguish can wash the friendship away. She thought that's how shallow she can dig us. She thought, nonetheless.
Well, the friendship was fixed after 2 years. But are there really some fixings? or it was just the time?
The gap overhauled the differences, it made us feel numb for a while but things will just find its way to be healed.
Now, my lomo camera collection is going bigger. I already have eight, yet, I left all of them in the box not because I'm not using them anymore, it's because I wanna keep them safe--since, I'm in a distant.
For time and distance are capable of measuring human connection, thus, they are synonymous.
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