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This is just a place for me to pen my thoughts and beautiful things or even people... It can be about anyone or everyone... Or it can be of nobody.
I am... Addictive, Imaginative, experimentive, rebellious, Bitchy, Extroverted/Social, Flirtatious, Funny, Intellectual, Loving, Romantic, Serious, Flamboyant, Demure Cravings... Beauty of all living or non-living, DayDreaming of the impossible, Chauvinist to rule my world, Life at the end of the rainbow, Love that station me at cloud eleven, Sex that last for eternity. For thoughts As the sun rises from the far eastern horizon, so will her hopes together; embracing another new day to soar through the endless skies only to fall past the distinct line that seperates earth and heaven to pave way for the diamond strewn velvet night sky where her dreams will take its rightful place... Archives September 2005 Thanks for reading. =) hidden hit counter |
Wednesday, April 20, 2011 9:38 PM Thoughts for the night... My mind moves with alcohol... I have a story formed in my mind. =) Enjoy..  Judging from her action truly display different level of awkwardness... She behaves like how she never did. She tried hard to behave normal but her limbs failed her.... She is uncomfortable because of her intimate level with who she should keep a distance with. She notices everyone... But the guilt in her is eating her inside out. "Are they all judging me?! Why are there staring at me?! Stay calm...! Stop staring at me" She is thinking of such as her eyes reflect her thoughts. I looked. I chuckled. Loud enough for her to her. She turned and glared at my direction. She looked away so quickly she realized that it's my back that she is looking at, and thus, failed to see the reflection of herslf in the mirror in front of me. "新欢旧爱" whispered from the left ear... I turned and staring hard at a dark corner. I saw the other her. Pathetic. She must have never thought of today with all the honey-coated words from yesterday. Used and abused. She could have notice, if she stay awake a little longer at night. She might hear that ruffled sheets, heavy breathing and soft moaning in the middle of the night... Just beside... The other walked out of the club with weary shoulder while she was still skeptical about every drinks that had been offered to her. Tonight, however, is different... She didn't smile. She attempted to... But she fared badly. Cleopatra was her name. Her mother, Tequlia, was a tranny, who is actually her father. " So baby girl, you knows mummy loves you, right? I need you to marry him. For Christ sake, stop your nonsencial lesbian lifestyle!! You don't wanna be like mummy!!! And you wanted mummy to have a good life don't you?! Marry him." And so, she did... Yet when the night comes... When her tranny mum is out at work, or her husband is sleeping soundly because of the extra dosage of sedatives present in his cup of milk she gave him... She is out to haunt again... Little charming girls... No one will know.... Because there's no need for them to know what is not good for them... Beside... They will come to her.. All by themselves. Wednesday, April 13, 2011 4:03 PM God Gave Me 5 Fingers For A Reason. My pinky is for my best friends and our promises that will never be broken, my ring finger is for him and for proof that we’ll be together forever, my middle finger is for that girl that pushes me too far and to show her how I feel, my pointer finger is to silence them, to savor the moment, my thumb is for everyone, to let them know that I’m gonna be okay, No Matter What. |