it is finished. made a legacy of ourselves. assholes ( Read more... )

are we defined by what we have done? does what we are trying to do make a difference?
the stigma placed upon each and everyone of us. it's killing me.

well hello friend, it has been really really long.
and i still don't know whats wrong.

i just realised it rhymes... haha.
my posts are like really short recently.
but nobody reads anyway.

anyway, olivia ong's really good. her music is like so relaxing kind :D

the girl with the red balloon :D

was having a conversation with a cab driver today. talked bout lotsa nonsense... entertain him only but kinda interesting still.

so if given a choice, would you want to know the day you die? exact date. would you?

i hate being so vulnerable now.
the wall has been breached.
something flooded in.

i am trying.

i need to vent it somewhere. someone less significant please talk to me now.

now i have a reason to quit :D
or try to abstain.

lets just start slowly...

something's missing today. and tomorrow.

lips like sugar

i dont know. i dont know. i dont know. i dont know. i dont know. i dont know. i dont know. i dont know. i dont know.

based on an imagery i got.
to be honest, i don't know what it means yet.
suffering from alexithymia...

the witching hour

the pitch black, serenading the vapour.
he walks through bright-eyed, blindfolded.
the bold engulf.

the bright white hung on his back.
the burden which was atlas,
now his to bear.
bleak rewards of limbo. yet he trudges on.

silhouetted ( Read more... )

i don't know what to do about you. ambivalent...

dont know anything

but to put in my everything tomorrow!

this is our home.
you shall not disrespect it