oakley isn’t reli existent right now, except in my mind… no… she’s not a figment of my imagination. ..she’s a hope of what’s to come. she’s a siberian in singapore.. thus a siber-sing. i cant wait to meet her. this blog is for her.. writing sometimes helps us make sense of the world.. like thinking aloud. self-reflections and self-realisations. joy. tears. laughter. sorrow. hysterics.. i cant wait.
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