funny little world

absolution. symmetry.

and you think you know me?

Ohay thar. The name is Fatia Magistra. Would you give me some cookies?

so hopefully this is—

place where I can share the randomness

Well I obviously sucker for visual but I gotta admit that writing is pretty cool. I can't write, though. Not the good one.

let's have a little piece

of heaven in this little messy world

dA Plurk

credit? credit, please.

because appreciating is important.

Layout: hasta mañana
Inspiration: bal loon.s
Fonts: too munch
Lyrics: Funny Little World
Others: colour codes

when you catch a cold. (Saturday, 5 June 2010 / 01:09)

Song: Pet Shop Boys - Heart

Some sunsets are too beautiful to let go.

So I did catch one.

I do misunderstanding my existence that apparently stands between me for myself and me for all the human in the world. Like that basic simple economy for the junior's first grade: there was this human picture, half of him grab some moneys and half of him get someone's random hand. A hand without body. So, yeah, apparently we're hanging between that. Or more likely like that pretty words that I found somewhere on dA: we're nothing but bloods in our vessels, in search of make us alive.

Of course the answer would be God, anyway.

It appears that I'm going to have prom night in 9 days and so on and so on. Unfortunately I made a little progress this holiday and again, it's my very problem as a phlegmatic person. Well I guess I'll just do this nice and slow.