June 2012
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Respect me as a proper person, not just some tool you can step on to generate work for you to get to the top. I can’t express how badly I’m disappointed right now.
问世间情为何物，直教人生死相许？
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Sometimes you wonder how tolerant a person can...
until you meet me. I can be easily considered sensitive and short-tempered, and yet for things that matter the most, I feel like I’m giving infinite patience. It almost ruptures me from the inside and I still stubbornly hold on to my thoughts and ideas like they’re things worth living for. This is the scary part: even though they are, this dependence is a double-edged sword. It can...
At some point, I realised, that I am more detached than ever. I feel so distant, so far away. I don’t know.
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Rock instrumental of the daaaaaaaay. DAT SOLO
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绿草苍苍，白雾茫茫，有位佳人，在水一方。 绿草萋萋，白雾迷离，有位佳人，靠水而居。 我愿逆流而上，依偎在她身旁。 无奈前有险滩，道路又远又长。 我愿顺流而下，找寻她的方向。 却见依稀仿佛，她在水的中央。 我愿逆流而上，与她轻言细语。 无奈前有险滩，道路曲折无已。 我愿顺流而下，找寻她的足迹。 却见仿佛依稀，她在水中伫立。 绿草苍苍，白雾茫茫，有位佳人，在水一方。 - 在水一方： 出自《诗经·国风·秦风》的《蒹葭》
hide underneath me: There are two kinds of souls... →
1li1s:
There are two kinds of souls in the human body. The first is in a shade of black. It is heavy, rusty, a mass of dark matter that circles around anything less tangible than itself. It gravitates from organ to organ, accessing the palpitation of ones heart to the growth of toe nails on feet. Speedy, violent, churning through the courses of a container that is the body.
The second is...
Dear self,
let it go, let it go. This is water. This is water. Let it go.
I can’t control things, and I guess that’s fine. No matter how unfair that I feel it is, if it has to happen, I’m just going to let it happen. After all, there’s no point messing around with what has already happened. It’s not as if anything can ever be the same. Nothing stays the same. Nothing is supposed to stay the same. That’s the entire point of time and...
Lightning keeps flashing outside my window. It’s as though there’s a broken bulb in my room. Everytime the flicking stops, I hear the clock ticking. Or my AC creaking. Or myself breathing. Or my hair growing. Or my skin tingling.
I’m not in the mood for rainy weather.
Wolf Nocturnis Life.: At the end of the day. →
devalexwg:
No matter what advice you give, no matter how intelligent or profound your statements, humans are individuals with individual consciousnesses and will therefore always refer to their own judgement when it comes down to it.Which is your right, you should live life the way you want, there’s no rules or a template to follow, you make your own way.
But you have to remember, no matter how...
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I feel like my body is burning. This sensation comes up only once in a while, you know. No, I’m not having a fever. I’m not physically ill that I know of. These days I’ve just been trying so hard to sleep my troubles away, and at the same time, I can’t really sleep. It sucks. I’m graduating Tuesday, and am I ready? No. I’m not. I mean, I’ve got my robes....
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Just downed a whole (small) carton of soy milk in...
Anyway, I collected my graduation robes. Also got myself a graduation bear. I feel like I’m going to freaking Hogwarts, except that I’m not.
I need a cure for insomnia.
But for now, just fuck that shit. Sleep is for the weak. I’m collecting my graduation robe later. Please remind me not to skate. Will be living on coffee for the whole of today. Fucking hell.
Going to longboard around the dead quiet...
Because going fast on an empty road rocks. BYE
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Stephen: I LOOK SO GOOD!
Hitoshi: .. UGH ALKSDJLKASJDKLSJ SHUT UP
I love my Singaporean friend...
Me: I'm a total hipster. I cut my own hair.
Hitoshi: Yeah, because barbers are too mainstream!
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I'm the weirdest girl ever.
I buy nail polish.. .. not to paint my own nails, but to paint fingerboard trucks.
It’s raining again Tell me something I don’t know This place can make you dizzy Sweet dream didn’t show Walked across the finish line Would you believe? Yeah… It’s raining again I won’t say I didn’t know That it would come so early My clock radio playing static every time And breaking up my pearly tea stained- Smile if you can I’m with you till...
“I couldn’t bring myself to send any of them. They were the scizophrenic, lunatic ramblings of a clingy obsessive. I’ll hold onto the hope against hope that she’ll write me first. I still don’t even know what she would do for me even if she did write.” - Brightest
And then sharing everything with my dearest Muffins makes everything happier. Oh, I love you so.
