I had a great day.
I had more than I ever expected.
It had been perfect.
It power of positive thinking.
The power of happiness.

It's overwhelming.

It's beyond words.

The beauty of people and things...
The beautiful colour beyond the rainbow...
I couldn't ask for more.

Thank, lord.

I have the same thought...

=D

"What is it about pink that makes us want to squeal and pinch stuff? In other words, why is pink so damn cute?

Turns out, it wasn’t always a symbol of femininity like we tend to think of it today. The practice of assigning a color to an individual gender didn’t begin until the 1920s - and believe it or not, back then pink was considered an appropriate color for boys! Pale blue, on the other hand, was thought to be dainty and delicate enough for girls. All this finally changed in 1940s, and pink became the girls’ color for good.

As an estrogen junky, I have an overt obsession with pink and ravenously collect objects of this color - boxes, purses, shoes, art… It’s like a sugar rush that never gets old and is always ever so satisfying. To me, pink is beautiful: it’s that rosy blush splashed across a cute girl’s face; a shiny new Barbie doll box about the be opened; the tiny crystals atop of a freshly-baked cookie.

Contrary to popular belief, pink isn’t just for little girls. It’s come to symbolize love and sexuality. Pink is kink! It’s the color of a female orgasm: electric fuchsia if it’s good to the point of delirium and blah-pink if it’s just okay. ;) Pink is glamour: a touch of magenta can sass up an otherwise monochromatic outfit and turn a girl-next-door into a fabulous vixen with a single stroke of fuchsia lipstick.

But above all things, we love pink for its simple yet uncanny ability to transform the bland and the ordinary into extraordinary and darling!"

I was feeling entirely exhausted.
I had my hopes all used up.

I cried the night.

I had my tears used up.

Nobody know about this feeling.

Buddies tried ways to cheer me up.

Efforts made me smile in my sleep.

I woke up to a rainbow in the sky.
I know life goes on...

With or without you.
Learning how to not cared so much.

I will score.

我想快乐。

I wish you would care that little bit more.
That you could even ask about my day...

I wish you were to look at me more than yourself.
That I'm emotionally and physically drained.


I wish you notice that I have been giving in.
Cooing you after I have not done any wrong.


I wish you would fulfil your promises.
To cuddle me tonight...


I am waiting...
But you didn't come...
My tears are falling,
I'm falling...


Closer each day to the solid hard ground....




Where are you.....

I miss you.

A lot more tonight.
I couldn't sleep.

I never felt any weaker...

Where are you...

I was screaming alone.
I was alone.
In the dark...
I was scared...

Where are you...

You can't be here.
You asked me to be strong.
But I need you.

I really do.

Where are you...

If you can't be here to keep me warm.

If you can't be here to keep me safe.

If you can't be here to let me cry.

If you can't be here...

Hide me away from my fears...
Hide me away from my tears...
Hide me away from my pain...

Don't let them find me...

I can go over...

But you never asked...

After 7 days...
I'm alone.
No one was home.

No one cared.

You were sick...

I was worried.
My backache kept injecting sharp short pain.

I was tearing when I am only capable of moving slowly upstairs.
I wished you were here...

I know you can't sweetheart.
Just recover fast...
I need you.

当它播出时，
我喜欢和你不约而同地看着对方笑。


“我的长睫毛”


“我的小酒窝”


=)

I just realised that it's not words...

Just your presence...

It made everything easier...

I could use a few more quiet night like tonight.


Thanks.

I was watching it...

From audience's point of view.
Looking at the crowd that had gathered.
Looking at you breaking down into tears.

I was truly disgusted.
It's your last resort to everything.

Tears.
I smiled this time round.
Because I felt numb.

Should you try to tone down and be yourself once?

Facing your greatest fear and tell the whole world it's ok.
But you didn't have the guts.

I clapped when the show ends.
Sympathatic...

I thought you would understand...
I thought someone care...


Just one night and all was forgotten....

No one cares.

They maybe from the same litter.
Treatment indicates that that they are different.

The white one tried her very best to be what is projected to be,

What is expected of her but yet failure is all she face.


Family hobby, when both pups done the same.

White was blamed for every little fault that could ever been found...

While the other puppy walked in with pride of his catch.
Enjoying the conversation, no one notice...


That white pup from the same litter is tearing in her heart,

while no one bother to ask even how was she.

What she did was the same...
Yet nobody notice...

No matter how hard she tries.

Presumption is truly a game fitted for the best.
Only the best.
Good friends can become hypocrites.

I just and will never understand.
Bonded through heart is tougher than anything else.

Secret whispering, eye-contacts and even giggling is rude...
Why do something like that?

Think what you wanna think...
Judge the way you want it.
I'm going to start to filter my friends and acquaitences...

=)