L I Y A N A' S . S E C R E T S


K O O K Y . G I R L
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.MY NAME.
Aimiliyana Shamsuddin

.BIRTHDAY.
15th December 1982

.SIGN.
Saggitarius

.I AM....
An obsessive compulsive who relish in organized mess, with a creative imagination and gets highly excited about purple monkeys.

.LOVES.
- Books
- Children
- Beaches
- Chocolates
- Rain
- Bigmo :)

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Personal Pics
Outings
Randoms

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National Geographic
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Blogspot
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Real Life
MegaTokyo

Reading megatokyo 727



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Shasha
Nur
Imran Afro
Hairil
Sab Bee Na
Hazurah
Wanie

S H U T T E R . B U G
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My Photo Don't ask me why he did that.. Too much Kueh Tat prolly

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Note: Liyana wishes you to participate in my toughts by submitting your own comments and thoughts, idiotic or otherwise.  

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Monday, August 22, 2005
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Crazy Fire of Heartbreak

Mood: Dreamless...



Dreams have a strange way of telling us things while we are unconscious.. How many times do you dream that someone is waking you up and then you really do, to find that there is just enough time to set off for work?

Lately I should have known what I have been dreaming of.. those subtle hints..

It has always about me working but the stranger bits come in the form of a performance at the refreshment area, fans coming in through the door that I dismiss the kids.. Lights, wonderful lights... beats that move. His aunt was there, absorbing the atmosphere. And here I am.. hoping to fly away.

Its all a little crazy and frantic because I had to finish my work... I always seem to reach out for it but unfortunately always locked out. Feeling like dying and constricted. breathless.

Its all those simple things... that he does. I will never forget in my lifetime. till I die. I have lost myself in the lies.. fallen to the one I love.

maybe I'm just making castles in the sky that I'm sure no one will live in. Fire still burning in the glass of icy cold water. Am I crazy?

Yes.. because Im still dreaming of you.
Yes.. because its hard to hate you
yes.. because.. crazy is an understatement of what I feel for you..

Till I die..