Wednesday, September 30, 2009
I think i much rather have my past lovers hook up with sb hotter than me. Then at least i can feel happy for them. Now i'm just disturbed. disturbed. period.

i'm so eggcited. cant w8 to see my friends. have not seen them in a while. riot riot riot!!

{ 9:47 PM }

I should have listened to her
So hard to keep control
We kept on eating but
Our bloated belly's still not full
She gave us all she had but
We went and took some more
Can't seem to shut her legs
Our mother nature is a whore


i'm sleepy at 12.35am. yay.

Been having some independence issues of late. Some days i feel like i cant live without you but it always ends the same. Always ends with me by myself, realizing that hey i'm still here

As if i'm some sort of saint.

{ 9:32 AM }

Monday, September 28, 2009
oh my gawd. gabe from cobra starship is like so effing kiute.
" which star would you wanna take on the buswith you?"
" taylor swift because she's so good we gotta make her bad"

HAHAHAHAH. SLAPS MYSELF. he so kiute lah. fuck.

{ 8:40 AM }

Sunday, September 27, 2009

We're all alone in the city..My hands are stoned with pity. I could get by or get high with fifty yeah. And I, I, I, don't feel pretty. Today. And there's a lady in a stable...Her daddy reads her fables. About the moon and his bride. He's in her room every night. And feeds upon a table Of silken robes, an altar of stone... But the child is unable to run run run and flee his tower of babel, so blood blood blood, slithers down her ankles

Its like you're only happy when you're sad and its killing me. whats the point. well if this is that you want... it was never what i intended. I hate losing myself. I hate losing ktrl and lashing out. But you want drama. right? - i hate it more than anything.


{ 10:42 AM }

Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Its like one day i know what to do with you and the next i'm not so sure anymore.

{ 9:10 AM }

Forget it
Monday, September 21, 2009
I CANNOT wait for october to pass. I look up at my calender and almost every week for the last two weeks of oct is marked with datelines. rarh rarh rarh rarrhhhhhhhhhhhh.

The long weekend is over and i've to get back to work

Its been fun. Partied on friday with janice kari shane and his friends. super lambo is really SUPER. heels killed me.

Saturday was town day and hanging out with his friends

Sunday was shhhhakkky day. I felt like i had parkinsons. the boy was nice enough to stay awake with me, whisper nice things and hug me. :3

Today was even better. he was such a darling. lepaked at chinatown.

Had my period today. explains the mood flunctuations in the past week.

{ 6:49 AM }

Thursday, September 17, 2009
why must everything go wrong all at once. ARGH. ARGH ARGH.

{ 9:10 AM }

i am the very thing that depicts me
Monday, September 14, 2009
Pain. If i had a gun i'd shoot myself. This has got to end. So when i finally recollected myself i was surprised at how sharp my blunt looking nails actually are. very nice.

you dont know how badly i wanted to run to you. you dont know how badly at all. it was hard but i'm glad i didnt. im sure you're happy for me too.

{ 8:12 AM }

A throbbing headache, a lagging laptop, citations and ref to do, and a fucking stressed mind. In order to not be royally fucked, ive got to do an essay every week from now till the end of october. 5 deadlines in the last two weeks of oct. \m/ and mid term essays, tests, and presentations to go with.

{ 6:00 AM }

Friday, September 11, 2009
deeply dissatisfied

{ 10:16 PM }

Wednesday, September 09, 2009
Clearly, obiouvsly, undoubtedly .

I think you're crazy. you say things so absurd and hurtful that i find myself smiling. in shock. If thats even logical. The truth is what you want it to be. well you've build the truth with your own hands. yours and yours alone. selfish. self centered. All you see is yourself. What you make of other things are always in relation to you. what u make of other people's pain is always in relation to you. somehow. its always about you. There's no room for another in your life. because you're just so darn obsessed with yourself.

Hate school. school means no life. Cant wait for the end of another sem. Though its only 1 month of leave, i just cant wait to be free.

{ 7:18 AM }

Tuesday, September 08, 2009
So many things to do. Shitload of workload :'( no more dancy dancyn.

the boy introduced me to this awesome possum thing called a meat buffet AND OH MY GOD CRAVING MUCH. felt like a cow after that but mmmm garlic BEEF.. mmmmm pineapples..mmmm..LAMB.. all at once can you believe it!! Gg for some atas one with cb service this weekend! gon starve myself till then!

Hello you, i know i cant help but dont feel lonely kk.

Pitbull's krazy been stuck in my head. gots me jiving on morning journeys to school on the bus.

Cabbed home today. Just realised gots no more cash for cigs.

bummed into vanx today. and heard of a possible class outing later at night. yay.

I cant wait to see the boy but.must.resist. FOCUS.

so incoherent because i have not written in ages . OMG I CANT EVEN FORM A COGENT SENTENCE ANYMORE. D:


Well I lie here in the wet patch in the middle of the bed
Im feeling pretty damn hard done by
I spent ages giving head
Then I remember all the nice things that you've ever said to me
Maybe i'm just overreacting
maybe you're the one for me
.


HAHA. i laughed to myself on the bus.

aye, girls we all have our shitty days.

{ 10:37 AM }

Bogged down
Thursday, September 03, 2009
I caught fire and i'm melting in your eyes, like my first time that i caught fire. Maybe you and me so kiss me like you did..my heart stop beating , such a softer sin. just stay with me now..

I thoroughly enjoyed school today (:

Cant make things right. always falling short. always expecting more. you cannot be satisfied.

{ 9:59 AM }

Neversweet*

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