unravelling.

[ranathalion]

A long bus ride out to the north and I am recklessly lost in the night of the city. Turning and turning beneath bright yellow lights; intoxicated by the blur of HDB flats and the cloying aftertaste of cheap convenience store coffee. I am awake and I am asleep and the streets tilt dangerously close to my thoughts. I could fall here and nobody would

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[starfishdance]

Hello you're alive. O:

[ranathalion]

apparently! how're you doing?

[starfishdance]

I'm good, waiting for NUS to get back to me so I can decide where I'm headed. How about you?

[aliased]

hi. i don't know who you are, but that is one of my favourite songs (and the deb talan one too), and i like these words. they remind me a little bit of FItzgerald ( O: ). last thing: milk against tea = winner image.

[ranathalion]

that is one of the best compliments anyone's ever paid me. thank you :)

who are you and what do you do?