freefall
after a week of destruction
i still find this certain urge to pain myself further.
i've caught the flu and this is probably due to the late nights i've been having and even so, the much torment my fucking mind is going through.
i've got a pair of M frames though.
just like angel, skin makes me cry
you float like a flower,
in a beautiful world
month of june is again an uphill race to victory, or even so a fight for survival
it's too late
jon, it was your fault
Tough, you think you've got the stuff
You're telling me and anyone
You're hard enough
You don't have to put up a fight
You don't have to always be right
Let me take some of the punches
For you tonight
Listen to me now
I need to let you know
You don't have to go it alone
And it's you when I look in the mirror
And it's you when I don't pick up the phone
Sometimes you can't make it on your own
We fight all the time
You and I...that's alright
We're the same soul
I don't need...I don't need to hear you say
That if we weren't so alike
You'd like me a whole lot more
Listen to me now
I need to let you know
You don't have to go it alone
And it's you when I look in the mirror
And it's you when I don't pick up the phone
Sometimes you can't make it on your own
I know that we don't talk
I'm sick of it all
Can - you - hear - me - when - I -
Sing, you're the reason I sing
You're the reason why the opera is in me...
Where are we now?
I've still got to let you know
A house still doesn't make a home
Don't leave me here alone...
And it's you when I look in the mirror
And it's you that makes it hard to let go
Sometimes you can't make it on your own
Sometimes you can't make it
The best you can do is to fake it
Sometimes you can't make it on your own
and when you thought everything was ok
i failed my iap.
so that's really dandy, considering i thought my life was going to get better.
so anyway, i'm gonna find a way to kill myself now.
i miss you all
the usuals
every morning on attachment, me and mark would have our normal morning conversations. this morning, it seemed awfully weird because he's leaving for penang
the walking brick / / says:
i am going to scout
the walking brick / / says:
for the hottest
the walking brick / / says:
meatiest
the walking brick / / says:
babes
Jonathan says:
bring a camera
the walking brick / / says:
out in the far northern msian island of penang
the walking brick / / says:
i am a sophisticated sex-robot sent back through time to change the future
the walking brick / / says:
for one lucky lady
the walking brick / / says:
and yes, of course a camera!
Jonathan says:
oh man! mark..............
the walking brick / / says:
to capture my finest moments !
Jonathan says:
you need helpplease bring back tau sah piah
We watch the season
Pull up it’s own stakes
And catch the last weekend
Of the last week
Before the gold and the glamour have been replaced
Another sun soaked season fades away
You have stolen my heart
You have stolen my heart
Invitation only
Grant Farewells
Crash the best one
Of the best ones
Clear liquor and cloudy eyed
Too early to say goodnight
You have stolen my heart
You have stolen my heart
And from the ballroom floor
We are in celebration
One good stretch before our hibernation
Our dreams assured and we all
Will sleep well
Sleep Well
Sleep Well
Sleep Well
Sleep Well
you have stolen
you have stolen my
you have stolen my heart
Watch you spin around
In your highest heels
You are the best one
Of the best ones
We
All
Look
Like
We
Feel
you have stolen
my you have stolen
my you have stolen my heart
i've failed miserably, and expectations are not met. what have i become? i'm afraid to face the world. because you will mock me. and although you say you have no expectations of me, i know it's a lie, and you are dissappointed. it's only natural. i can never be what you want me to be. it is in times like this, i feel like killing myself, and it is happening way too often. i've failed everyone and everything. and i know i do not deserve any pity. but for everything i do, i know i try my best, even though all do not see it.
sunk
like a battleship under attack.
i can only be demoralized, and the feeling just grows stronger, unless i fight back.
but after the war is over, i'm damaged, bruised, and i can't hide the scars of the bullets.
vesak day
i can only post abt weds right now, although today's vesak day whereby i woke up after 12. and then at 3pm again to rush off to work to find out i cant do work. crap.
but wednesday is awfully weird, because, it was zhignang's last day at work, and the crew have found a new hobby when there's really nothing to do in the lab. we play cluedo. we're bored.
but then again. i find myself having the whole of weds being occupied by event after event. i work, like a dog till i couldnt finish what i was gonna do. i blame cluedo partly, and rushed down to school for a meeting that didnt really end of at a good note being i was too ego founded to begin with. and then back home to jump into my munkey suit to chill out with the buds.
may i add.. as we approached zouk, it was a hell-hole. i will not digress as i find it redundant because i know you readers out there were there as well with the rest of the population of singapore to witness the human, if not, motor traffic to singapore's pride and glory, zouk.
nevetheless, i find comfort with mark , ja and hazel as we exploited each others life long loves.
bottles up!
