From the ashes of Multiply's "Joanne, by any other name" (2003) arise this space. Now, it houses my collection of significant pictures and angsty thoughts. It mirrors the dark and the light, the bumps and flights in my inner jouney!
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Sometimes I think "tagasalo" really means "tanga-salo". Hay, the story of my life!
Lost
"A man is not where he lives, but where he loves." - Latin Proverb
I don't know where I am anymore. I don't know who I am anymore.
I don't know where I am anymore. I don't know who I am anymore.
All I know is my heart lives where loving him equals pain.
9/19/2010
11:12 PM
Monday, September 6, 2010
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