Biography

The name is ELY. Pronounced similar to Alley but I don't live in alleys and neither could I be found there. I'm in love with Century Gothic, Kristen ITC and Rage Italic. And, abit of Tahoma. They're famous, like obviously you'll know who they are. I'm a die-hard fan of White, Pink and Gray. Not much of Black. Chocolate and Cheese are my two best friends, they're always by my side whenever I need them. My greatest enemies are Liar, Backstabber, Hypocrite and Nag. I hate them alot. World would be sucha better place without them all.

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Mediabox

"If we live our life in fear,
I'll wait a thousand years
Just to see you smile again "

Sweetdesires

Did I hear someone said "cheese" or "chocolate"?

Ben & Jerry's Ice-Cream
Ipod Touch
Cinema: Watch Legion
Part-time Sales Assistant Job
That Handbag from Prada
Your wishes here

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Pastentries

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♥ February 2007
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Creditorials

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Wednesday, October 29, 2008

The emaciated mangled mess
within the unassuming heap
of a sonorous whimper to breakfree.
As the mosaic of lacerations hurl upon a new blow,
the yearning ignition of freedom unleashes.
The blue-bass thud of a scowling heart.
the shape of a crystalised scream,
sharp as metal filings gets inherently trapped
within the hollow patron of a mundane throat.
Fear is a monster, inching. tottering.
until the last seam of security gets sorrowfully entangled.
It is no coincidence that startling queries
could move a person to extremes.
Just as seamlessly as faith.
They are the conjoined twins of emotion:
If you withhold doubts what was at stake to forfeit.
You had nothing to retaliate upon.

PS: [ saw this somewhere]
Nobody wants to admit to this,
but bad things will keep on happening.
Maybe that's because it's all a chain underlying,
and a long time ago
someone did the first bad thing,
and that led someone else to do another bad thing,
and so on and so forth.
You know,
like that game where you whisper
a sentence into someone's ear,
and that person whispers it to someone else,
and it all comes out wrong in the end.
But then again, maybe bad things happen
because its the only way we can keep remembering
what good is supposed to look like.

PS: nahhs. feeling kinda. apprehensive on such dayys :]
hehes. wrote those on top. ENJOYY :)
third post ehs? :]