May 2010
1 post
One is the loneliest number.
It’s that time of the year again. It’s cold, you’re sick and have noone to cuddle with. No wonder winter has the highest suicide rate.
March 2010
1 post
Cause late at night i feel no shame.
I hate myself. But i hate you more cause you reminded me how good it could be. I was fine back then, albeit miserably alone. But now i’m all whiny and emo. So fuck you.
February 2010
1 post
Cravings, or rather wishful thinking.
I crave for hot wild sex and a lazy sunday morning waking up to the smell of coffee and toasts for breakfast and just cuddle all day in bed for the rest of my life with someone.
Oh well. You can’t get everything in life. That’s not how the universe works.
I’ll settle with a coffee machine for now.
Anyone?
December 2009
3 posts
Unlikely, but all the same, if i fall, it will be...
Do you feel more superior whenever you call me names? Do you feel like you’ve won, like a prize, a feeling of triumph for hurting me? But little do you know, every time you call me names, hurt me, bruise my ego, making me feel ugly, disgusting and worthless, you lose more than you gain. You’re losing me. Bits by bits, imperceptibly. I hope there won’t be a day when there’s...
Let me be wrong this time.
I don’t want to die. Not so young. I have yet to see the world.
Hello. It's November 27th today. No, really.
I’m officially a tumblr convert thanks to Lisan.
It’s so much easier/faster to upload photos here so it’s perfect for people like me who is big on photos and lazy to type much.
Besides, it looks so much cooler than blogspot. Well at least for me. (:
Okay here’s the thing. I tend to be obsessed with chronology. I wish i wasn’t but i am. And i love blogging. But you...