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Friday, July 27, 2007
I don't know if you know, but human emotion is littered with flavors.Flavors so palpable that we can (literallly) taste them on the tip of our tongues. Actually, we all, as people, kind of create our own little flavors to life. I mean, who, other than yourself, can taste the sweat of bitter defeat after a lost game? Or, perhaps, the taste of saliva when you're passing by the mall's sweet shop? It's these little cilantro, basil, oregano-like spices that our emotions love to treat us with. It's nice to know that our bodies are watching out for ourselves. Sadly, the taste can get too poignant. Who can explain the taste of those nostalgic, Friday night, salty and sour, pillow-destined tears? It's far beyond description. I guess salty and sour are the closest words we can relate them too. As far as I know, this taste of life in my mouth isn't going away anytime soon. ~ It's been 6years,so where are you? Y i aint okay.at least not for now. been kinda quiet lately. haiz. i hate who ive became,too. =(
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