XD

whenever i think about that night you wrote stuff for me.
and showed me at your webcam, i start to love you more. * dances*
you're so sweet hun.

Sweeee

dont go to strangers, my darling
come to me.

fries

i keep what i feel to myself,
so is all the exhaustion that i feel alone
my fault?


"do you like being single?"


...................................................................................................

"no" she replied

feckin hell

look,
lemme get this straight to you.
i may not be your beloved nor may i be the
one that is depended on, for all your happy eternities
in ur disciplined and clean lives.
but i beg this favor to stop scrutinizing each fiber
of my being. i may have done more mistakes than you.
im not your pious fuck nor am i a selfish ignorant piece of shit
you've always believed that i am all that is wrong.
and all that is not right.
what about you stand back and look at those good things that i have done
and finally believe that i am not some fucked up person.
i am dejected beyond words
and all the shit you say just does not make me feel truckloads better
[however you happy people call it.]

^_^

i went to watch coraline with my jazz partner today. ^^
the movie was brilliant please.
(: and today is such a jazz day
i can dance all night
my scented candles are lit.
i shall enjoy this moment of peace
that i dont usually get.

rebellicious.

I am not your prized possession, your art on exhibition, the embodiment of your achievements, the personification of your devoted parenting. I am not worthy of your love, time or obligatory affection. though i would like to be, very much.




at times like this, me, feels much uselessness and extreme pathetic-ness.
No matter how much you fucking try to get through this thick skull that i possess,
i would still be this epitome of defiance.

kissing a fool

you are far, i'm never gonna be your star
you listen to people
who scared you to death and from my heart
strange that you were strong enough
to even make a start, you'll never find
a peace of mind
till you listen to your heart.

triangles

i followed the night,
can't stand the light.
when will i begin?
to live again.

outburst

the last time i remembered being

absolutely Angry or High or in a
state of massive Panic
was when i fucking realized
that i am completely and utterly
oblivious to the fact that everything
will not go as Smooth as cream.
and then id Aggressively start drawing with black ink
on The holy white notebook.
after drawing women that looks
utterly horrendous
i'd start getting so fucking depressed.
and then i realize that i really am
in a state of absolute melancholy.

oh well

how about i tell you
to stop being
elusive.
id like to date you
exclusively.

Good

we'll all lose our charms in the end.
yes?

Gone

ne me quitte pas.
i sit down here, waiting.
all i've got now
is a cigarette in my left
and my pen on the right.