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for a healthy life, say goodbye!

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favourite scene from chungking express, a toss up between faye wong's magic-clean love and the narrow alleys of tsim sha tsui where indians gargle cantonese and hindi in the same oral cavity -- days when tony leung was most beautiful, most winsome. milking the nus library resources to the max, too many books and films and worlds to escape to, me in ( Read more... )

I did it, I silenced us. I watched a play last night about two lovers who shared a history of no history, a lifetime of missed opportunities and mistakes in two hours. It made me cry. I could only do this because I'm in India, and she is a lover more consistent than any goddamn boy. Mostly because it is one-sided ( Read more... )

my space loyalty ends here. advertisements, html illiteracy, need to pay to do anything, and the font in this box tires me. took me long enough-- celebrating my livejournal centenary by digging up the old wordpress i used to have the occasional affair with, so i'll be there:

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tonight was full of fingers and wrists, and a graceful neck. boys in the right colours. most amazing weather in months. not sure why i keep typing, just waiting for the day to end and this book to read itself

woke up this morning with a terrible sadness that looks like a moth. brown, spotty, still on a wall.

music memory is most powerful of all. tonight koc reminded me of everything good that has ever happened to me, made me feel like i was on a train rushing to malaysia again. early morning in my mouth, in love and tentative. the week long sadness i couldn't shrug off. that night i watched a girl with skinny limbs dance from afar, arms hanging with an ( Read more... )

some days the only thing better than one bowl of curd and sugar is two bowls of curd with sugar, two salted caramel chocolate tarts, and a chocolate butter cake. make that any day, every day