fate, gimme an autumn present.

i am rather superstitious. the searching for signs phase usually comes to me when i'm most hopeless about something, up to a point when it gets really silly. i don't want to see stupid miniscule signs anymore; signs in pimples, salad choices and clothing colours. i want to be punched (pleasantly of course) in the stomach, i want to be overwhelmed, i want to be swept off my feet. by something or someone just so Right that there's no room for DOUBT.

Nnnggggggghhhhh!
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The Guy Next Door said…
"signs in pimples, salad choices and clothing colours" ????? No wonder we men cant understand women.

I am getting addicted to your blog, BTW
12:54 am
Ink Spill said…
One punch in the tummy coming right up!
3:43 am
Shoonyata said…
Thou shalt most certainly have it !

Can make out from the number of letters on the post...they add up to yr lucky number for autumn :)))
2:53 pm
wendigo said…
guy next door: well. thanks for the addiction wala compliment anyway..

inky: still love me as much as ever i see.

shoonyata: hupp! :D
11:52 am
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