when i mean what i say:

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Saw this @ KAP MAc with ger.

i call it 'the purest joy'..

we talked abt it.. ger said : " the grandparent's joy is from that lil grandchildren of theirs.."

and we both yelled : " we wanna return to childhood again..."

my mind twirled around growing old.. still being in love... have to hold that wrinkles hands of his.. walking with heavy steps yet... having a light mind and heart.. enjoying the last days with great comfort and joy..

: Love is bringing a plant which you fancy home.

- i tnk.. love is about growing a baby plant as you experience rain and shine...
marriage is about building a shelter together ant protecting that plant.

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: Reminds me of the tym @ Magaret River in Perth..

memories that will always be.

: Our Feverish Planet.

: it was sandcastle building, it was sunshine after the rain, it was eating, it was celebrating, it was tons of laughter that brought me tearing, it was cam whoring.. it was our friendship our joy~