I think I love you, stranger.

"Have you ever fallen in love with a stranger?

I don't know you, but it feels like I do.

I just want to talk to you all day about nothing much at all because it takes me to another place, somewhere far away from where I am.

I love the sound of your voice.
It's strangely comforting.
I even love hearing you laugh.. but I've known you for less than 100 hours.

You are someone I'd love to get to know better, someone I'd very much like to spend time with.
I don't even care that much who you are in real life or how you look like.
I spend the whole day thinking about you and the next time I get to talk to you.

Sadly, I don't know what this means..
Like I said, I don't even know you, and the possibility of us ever meeting almost doesn't exist so I find myself creating a fantasy.

"White noise", he calls it.

I think I love you, stranger."


I love reading what this girl blogs. She can really express her feelings into words. However, I'm not going to reveal who this female blogger is..but all's credited to her. ;) Cheers.

Material girl, baby.



Hi.

I'm Pixie. I'm a fickle minded 15 year old student from Malaysia. I'm not skinny, and I'm poor.

I love audrey hepburn, bookstores, chanel, coffeehouses, facial foam, fashion, fastfood, good bargains, good music, grocery stores, louis vuitton, magic, marilyn monroe, models, money, museums, neon colours, photography, pony, purple, salmon sushi, shoes!, shopping, silver, stars, thrift stores, twiggy, vintage........

if you don't like any of the above, we cannot be friends.

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