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Friday, May 20, 2011

I would stare at the grains of light suspended in that silent space, struggling to see into my own heart. What did I want? And what did others want from me? But I could never find the answers. Sometimes I would reach out and try to grasp the grains of light, but my fingers touched nothing.

Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood (via pinkpandulce)

Monday, May 9, 2011

Sunday, May 8, 2011

SB19 Takes Center Stage at Xiaomi Fan Festival 2024

The iconic P-pop group and other local acts will bring energy to the Xiaomi community and beyond   Are you ready to experience your iconic m...