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hi miss Alice.
what kind of dreams do you see
with your eyes of glass?
do they fascinate you?

to whom are you throwing love to
with your fruit-like lips?
does it make you sad?

deceiving others.
that is what the world calls a romance.
..

well, i'm changeable, egoistic and huh ..a way too refined.
lost in a masquerade. and should say it's an awesome being.
for those who understand =) really it is.
there are not so many things that does matter.
why not. this hilarious way of imroving definite skills.
playing with words, playing with people, playing with time.

there are only three things i'm really devoted to -
sea music and art. i'm kinda of romantic though..
...a romantic inside me prefers to look out from the shadows of my heart =)
and it's indescribable feeling to make wishes being near the ocean. love it.
somewhere where there is no border between sky and sea, where all the wishes come true.
i can be cynic, cruel and not caring about others. yeah. but i do think that
everyone knows what the Neverland is, mm? because everyone dreams. so do i.
it can't be changed and it's so wonderful. but don't you know that this world is fucking unfair.
and this life is too important to be taken serious.

there are two places i can consider as my home - Amsterdam and Dublin.
though currently i'm studying in ST. it's pretty nice you know.
especially bridges and especially in the autumn. but i miss home deeply.

sometimes i can be very nice, so feel free to add me.
but there's one thing that shoud be mentioned.
mostly i make my posts locked, so please if you add me,
try to spend one minute of your precious time and explain me
why you're doing it. then maybe i'll open you all the locks.
and one thing more - i won't add you as a friend just in return.

thanks for reading this, anyway =)

please, read it also.


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i have the simplest tastes.
i am always satisfied with the best.

Do you dance, do you dance?
When two close kindred meet,
What better than call a dance?
Maybe the moon may learn,
Tired of that courtly fashion,
A new dance turn.
The sacred moon overhead
Has taken a new phase.
Does he know that his pupils
Will pass from change to change,
And that from round to crescent,
From crescent to round they range?
Alone, important and wise,
And lifts to the changing moon
His changing eyes.
(c)W.B.Yeats

Is minic cuma aingeal ar an Diabhal féin.

pure blood only does matter.
i leave it for you to guess what exactly i meant by that.
well, if you are able to understand such things ..i respect you.
if not - just miss this point, while reading my profile;)

i really love winter - it's awesome in its refined and gentle beauty.
there's something indescribably magical in falling sparkling snow.
when you catch it with your eyes and hands it seems like you become closer..
..to some hiding mystery. just like i feel, dare mo shiranai himitsu.

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