Of all the songs, I love this from her repertoire best.

I could be feeling like a 10 ten truck just ran over me physically or feeling just annoyingly lonely...

...and I pop this song on and the world's a wonderful place again. :D

I love how blase and I-couldn't-give-a-fuck she is.

Gorgeous with the Joan Chen look too. Bloody awesome jawline.

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Well, I just had lunch with He-who-must-not-be-named (or so he claims, for my own protection - pfft) and I must say it was a TON of fun.  I can't remember laughing at  with someone so hard for a lunch companion, so I must say it was quite enjoyable (so much so that I could hardly keep my lunch in my mouth - sorry for the mess).

Lunch was affirming ( Read more... )

Pick my open wounds
like threads slowly unravel -
Nothing left of me

Whenever I'm down, I employ a few tricks to psych myself to persevere ( Read more... )

Never got a chance to catch Nirvana when they came to Singapore so many years ago...

Nirvana's lyrics never cease to shake me, deep down.

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She eyes me like a pisces, when I am weak
I've been locked inside your heart-shaped box, for weeks
I've been drawn into your magnet tar pit trap
I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn black

Meat-eating orchids ( Read more... )

I realise I can't write well when I am tired.

And I'm always tired out by work.

I will spare everyone, including myself, for the rest of the week.

Your smile bleeds; wet cries
ever learning your mistakes - 
Let me go for now

No identity;
Misery takes all she has - 
He lets her take more

Hollow empty words
Drills deftly now through true truth - 
I lie here no more

And you come; still try
plastic euphemisms -
still there. I'm left black.

Ok, it's time to detox for a week.  The endless partying (re:  food) has resulted in my eczema playing up again.  *sob*

Diet shall consist of veggies and fruits and NO processed sugars / diary products for the rest of the week.

In the mean time, where's my anti-histamine?  *scrounges in the fridge*  *scratch scratch scratch*

Argh!

Last night (and until this morning), I tasted something so good that today, everything else tastes bland ( Read more... )

"Creep" by radiohead has been suddenly playing through my mind.

If someone asked me to define angsty, I would probably cite that song.

I think "Creep" is still amongst the best songs to get drunk to whilst alone late at night.

I need my "pablo honey" now now now!!!

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What the Hell am I doing here? 
I don't belong here.