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My name is Shuwen
Shuwen is my name
I am Shuwen

I love photography, beauty, fortune, and worldly possessions.
I adore fawns, bunnies, starbucks, and eiffel tower.

Simplicity is the ultimate sophistication.
Sophistication is part and parcel of life.
Life is like a book of unravelling mysteries.
My life is God's novel, God is the author of my soul.

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A lonely night, accompanied with the soft sound of thunder. Upon lying on the bed with her eyes half shut, she started imagining herself in a place of bleakness. Everything was black and grey, at most crimson red. She wasn't sure if she was still human. Maybe a zombie, or perhaps a ghost. It looks as if she was in a deep trance, like a puppet who no longer have any control of herself. People say she is mad, and at least she is sane enough to know it for herself. She couldn't feel any warmth, not just the atmosphere itself, but also in her flesh. "Am I dead? I think I am. Where is my grave?" It's just you and me now, laptop, my electronic companion. I bought you blue, but why are you purple under the lamp? Gays like purple. Are you gay?! You fascinate me a lot, especially with all the efficient searches you've came out and provided. I think Tumblr is fun, my new found activity I've addicted to. I like to see images where people poke nails into their skins, or even better, their whole arm. There were so many images, and the bloody ones tempted me to get something sharp. I randomly grab a stationary and made first attempt to that first cut. The sharp stinging needle-like pain. How exciting! It was was already there at the tip, come on, just a tiny winy bit and make my way down...

And just in time, I woke up my senses. God! Seriously?!
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