Rice Bunnies ✈



Hello am Rice Bunnies and this in my personal blog. I keep all of my personal life in this blog. Let say am a sweettypicalgoodygirl in a small town. Just has her side who wants to hide from. Who wants a blog that no one knows of, like a place write down my life down without no comments. The place I can call my own. I mean am so tired & sick of people keep on misjudging me. And other people reading through my personal life. I just want a place I can keep my word and not speak of it. To write down all mythoughts, like a sketchbook of my life. Like telling a story in a book about your life without speaking of it. To poor down my deepest feeling, thoughts, and memories. All the badandgoodtimes I had in my life. What my fantasy are and I want to happen in my life like I am princess waiting for my prince charming. Like water stars falling down from the sky.- Rice Bunnies.
The Enchanted Castle.

Goal in life: To meet my Prince Charming.

Sunset on the beach.
Some Of My Passion

Robert Pattinson and Kristen Stewart

Bopeep&Woody. ♥ My Childhood memories.

Tsunenori "Close Your Eyes (feat Azzie)".Mp3

Twin&I little secret.

25th April 2010

“What is love?

What is love? Are your palms sweaty, is your heart racing, is your voice caught within your chest? It isn’t love, it’s like. You can’t keep your eyes or hands off of them, am I right? It isn’t love, it’s lust. Are you proud and eager to show them off? It isn’t love, it’s pride. Do you want them, because you know they’re there? It isn’t love, it’s loneliness. Are you there, because it’s what everyone wants? It isn’t love, it’s loyalty. Are you there, because they kissed you or held your hand? It isn’t love, it’s low confidence. Do you stay for their confessions of love, because you don’t want to hurt them? It isn’t love, it’s pity. Do you belong to them, because their sight makes your heart skip a beat? It isn’t love, it’s infatuation. Do you pardon their faults, because you care about them? It isn’t love, it’s friendship. Do you tell them everyday that they’re the only one you think of? It isn’t love, it’s a lie. Are you willing to give all of your favorite things for their sake? It isn’t love, it’s charity. Does you heart ache and break when they’re sad? Then it’s love. Do you stay because a blinding, incomprehensible mix of pain elation pulls you close and holds you there? Then it’s love. Do you accept their faults, because it’s apart of who they are? Then it’s love. Are you attracted to others, but stay with them faithfully with no regret? Then it’s love. Would you give them your heart, your life, your death? Think about it for a second…