I am...

Leroy Yap

Taurus

i'm born at 23rd April '92, living out my dreams. if you want my email, please contact me, either in msn or through tagboard.

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I'm chillin' to the tunes of my guitars, wondering about a future in drama, thinking about performances and finding that piece of myself.


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daisy's the designer. pictures owned by designer. forgotton the origin of brushes, sorry. please notify me if you know where it come from. thanks.

Thursday, June 10, 2010
Dear dream...

Hi dream miester, you are a mean man. You spin tales in my mind when my eyes are closed and I am blind to everything else. You play with colours and images, movement and size. The storyline doesn't need to have a plot, it just needs a line which leads into the story. You are a mean mean man, bringing me from the clutches of heaven to the depths of hell. Dream miester, I wonder what you could ever do for me. Would there be a dream that would come true? Or a nightmare that would make me get ensnared? Your latest creation has left me forsaken. Wondering, if dreams are good to all. They all say, wish upon a star and may your dreams come true. There are some dreams that are too good to be true. Yet these dreams are sometimes so realistic and repetitive that it haunts you. Why do you have to dig up a buried desire? Dream miester, you are either an inspirational man who wants to see the world have its desires or a cold hearted tyrant who doesn't consider the context upon which you torture. But after all is said and done. I can't deny it.

My heart aches after my desire.

I wish I had forgotten. I thought I had forgotten. Amongst the wonderous things around me. You'd think it easy to forget a person. Someone who isn't even remotely near. Someone who is almost, save for the shrinking world, unreachable. Why. Can't. This. Emotion. Die. WHY? I have so much going for me. I have great friends and a good path of education going on for me. But why? Why do I still feel that a part of it is missing. And even so, we all know. That given my desire, I would have no idea how to handle it. Pure and simple. I hate the presence of that name, yet yearn for its owner. Lunacy is getting to me.

Well, my letter to you is as far as this. I hope you have a pleasant evening at work dream miester. You decide, on this young night, to let me be or torment me with the most precious image in my mind.
Leroy



"I know you,
I walked with you once upon a dream"
I know you,
I looked in your eyes within that dream.


Wow, this is energetic...not very impressive, but energetic.