To all butterflies out there, fly as far as you can...search all the corners of the earth, fulfill your life and stick to the boundaries that wisdom teaches.
Yes, fly while you still can.
Flight
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rebecca yeo
on Friday, December 4, 2009
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The butterfly did take off...to another new region. Should I say that Viva La Vida, no matter how small the event was somehow life changing altogether?
Random thoughts..
Posted by
rebecca yeo
on Friday, November 13, 2009
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Silence is not a weapon.
Nor is it a tool of cold war.
Silence is a virtue, capable of saving from countless bloody confrontations.
Silence is comfort, without having to express in any language.
Nor is it a tool of cold war.
Silence is a virtue, capable of saving from countless bloody confrontations.
Silence is comfort, without having to express in any language.
Translation of the heart
Posted by
rebecca yeo
on Monday, November 9, 2009
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Hold me tight
Kiss me right
And whisper "it'll be alright"
Coz' that's all i need
For me to see the light.
Kiss me right
And whisper "it'll be alright"
Coz' that's all i need
For me to see the light.
Chemistry
Posted by
rebecca yeo
on Sunday, November 8, 2009
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SHOOT.
Posted by
rebecca yeo
on Saturday, November 7, 2009
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Now....
Since I do care a big deal not to wear on my spikes and hurt your feelings even when there's a reason to, would you kindly please care to treat the same in return?

It's already not easy to care so much for yours while I let aside mine to serve yours.
So, ladies and gentlemen, lay down your whatever weapons of anger and hold your peace because I'm holding mine down here. Shall I fire some guns to show you the difference?
OMG. This post is so emo. Shall stop here and be happy.
Since I do care a big deal not to wear on my spikes and hurt your feelings even when there's a reason to, would you kindly please care to treat the same in return?

It's already not easy to care so much for yours while I let aside mine to serve yours.
So, ladies and gentlemen, lay down your whatever weapons of anger and hold your peace because I'm holding mine down here. Shall I fire some guns to show you the difference?
OMG. This post is so emo. Shall stop here and be happy.
Ouch.
Posted by
rebecca yeo
on Wednesday, November 4, 2009
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I choose to see towards the light.

Criticism may sometimes or in fact all the time demotivates but in the end it depends on how a person takes it. I choose to grow out of it rather than defeat.
Don't I feel hurt? Of course I do. Hurts even the more when it hits on your accomplishments.
Does it mean I should let it beat me down? No.
Someday I'll come around stronger. For now, I'll hang on until I get there.

Criticism may sometimes or in fact all the time demotivates but in the end it depends on how a person takes it. I choose to grow out of it rather than defeat.
Don't I feel hurt? Of course I do. Hurts even the more when it hits on your accomplishments.
Does it mean I should let it beat me down? No.
Someday I'll come around stronger. For now, I'll hang on until I get there.