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All done with school forever! Koh Samui tomorrow :-)

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Y’all I’m done with school forever in 2 days and grad trip is in 3 days this is terribly exciting :-)

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If you have the new X-Kit which has the X-Kit messenger, add me! (the username is the blog URL - nakedandreckless)

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fuck thanks for ruining everything once again

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sigh, i thought you were different. oh well

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haha life

haha life

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hahaha me

hahaha me

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sigh i just want sex oh well

Posted 1 week ago with 2 notes


Ah, I absolutely killed that Literature exam today, I’m so happy. 12 more papers to go, 20 more days until it’s Grad Trip and I’m out of here :)

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Gaysorn。 (by NICK / 尼克
BANGKOK!

Gaysorn。 (by NICK / 尼克

BANGKOK!

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"It may have been in bits and pieces, but I gave you the best of me." - Jim Morrison


Haha I feel weird around you haha have sex with me so the tension goes away haha

Posted 1 month ago with 4 notes


silver lockets - 14/04/2013

The only thing I knew was that I didn’t know you. The maps of your veins were uncharted territory in the frigid wilderness of your skin. That was how I imagined you to be on nights when I couldn’t sleep. The thought of you was always feathering birdlike underneath my eyelids. No, I told you, I didn’t get lonely. How could I? You were there, you were always there. I kept you like a clement fondness on a silver locket beside my bed and clutched you tightly to me. One can only do so much.

On nights I couldn’t sleep I would envisage your smile like acid jazz. You told me to stop listening to the radio in the tiny hours of the morning and take you seriously for once, but you were a dream in static buzz flickering in and out of focus. What could I do? You were angry then, you were always angry then. It was around that time that I stopped listening for the sound of your sighs in the quarter notes of sadder, more sorrowful songs altogether.

Before I left you, I told you I was not in love with you, but just in love with the idea of you. You thought this was a problem. You didn’t have to understand. Your lips were pomegranate and I knew that I couldn’t know you. Silver lockets never lose their charm.

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