12:59 AM, Tuesday, February 17, 2009
a scented candle flickering in the midst of the humid, where's that fragrance coming from?
haha sometimes the memories just say it all. but today i learnt that memories can be reconstructed. i was right to keep all the sweet lovey dovey messages from him. somehow, i have the tendency to create false memories, or so not? so it made me a lil paranoid and got me questioning myself about my experiences. did i really experience
this before..?
maybe that's why people always say don't live in the past. the past perceived by you may just be another reoccuring wonderland or nightmare of yours. maybe not.
then again, think. the probability is not zero.
the flame goes off.
♥ siying