i am a 2 year old addict.
i take pictures with my eyes.
my beating muscle is co-owned.
and if found,do call.

had to meet fira n lyla at 3.45..took my bath at 3.30..haha..surprinsingly it was a full bath with shampoo n soap n brushing of teeth..but foam was everywhere..the soap had to slip so many times..argh!infuriating moments in the bathroom..but made it..was just a teeny-weeny bit late..but i was forgiven..i hope..haha..went to iffah's place..found out that d's clothes costs.....600 bucks!!whoa..that's like 3 months of my allowance..anyway..didnt stay long..fira wntd to meet ain..guess ain still has a lot on her mind..sorry if i was the cause..or my blog was..did'nt mean for you to take things too deep and tink about umm whatever you're tinking of..sorry..!and if you're still confused..dont carry on reading..it'll make you go nuts..

nad n i went to xpo..exhibitions were exhibited..haha..from children's crap to factory priced clothes to a food fair..but what struck me was that singaporeans would wait and wait and wait..for a free cup of milo..that small cup that is available at sports days or X countries..right..that brings a lot of benefits huh?i guess it's marvellous what milo can do for you?oblivious people..cant they go home and make their own cup?kiasuism hasnt died yet..

it's shreding me..tearing me..breaking me into a person who is not able to face reality..not able to look ahead and dont turn back..lifeless..empty..lonely..shattered..everytime i see you smile i want to be happy for you..at least i know you're not suffering..you're not in any form of danger..yes i do feel happy for you..but still..however hard i try..an overwhelming feeling will take over..and if i had the tears to cry..i'd cry another atlantic..more than just 'i love you'..seeing those words made me choose to probably donate my cornea or retina or smtg..the wound is as fresh as it was before..and argh!!the sore..the pain..the agony..this is what happens when one loves too much..this is what happens when one gives more than all one is..shakespere once said, 'if love be rough with you,be rough with love;prick love for pricking and you beat love down'..but searching for the love we shared and wnting to follow shakespere's words..is unthinkable..and i wouldnt want to beat love..you gave me love..and our cherished moments were never made out of movies,food,shopping or even making out..those dont bring as much meaning as unforgetable moments that were made out of pure love..just for you..i love you..i did..i still do..brushing off this feeling aint that easy for me..a replacement is not an option..at all..the heart wont heal and the mind is blank..

do you still think of me,baby still?
do you dream of me at night?
just like i dream of you all the time
oh let me tell you how it feels
it's like everyday i die

im dying here
it's clear to see
there aint no you
God knows there aint no me
dont wanna live
i wanna die
if i cant have you in my life

the pain-death-no way out

You Know The Flirt Will Be Fine
You Know You Love The Flirt