January 2010
I think I might as well play this Drumming Song song on repeat till I puke. the last time that happened though when me and my roomies played Home by Michael Bublé.
“Happy are those who dream dreams and are ready to pay the price to make them...”
– source unknown
yep I’m gonna settle with this current theme, it’s very me, finally.
iliznorizan - maux gérés →
ask anything at all, ask away.
Thanks You, Durian!
Je redoute le mois de Février pour tous une raison...
I dread the month February for all the obvious reason.
la beauté est dans l'œil de l'observateur.
beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
frankly I’m tired of love game. I’m tired of guessing. I’m tired of wondering. though I may not be tired of hoping, trying, believing and trusting; I am indeed definitely tired of waiting. I hate falling in, I hate falling out. I hate not knowing and I just can’t seem to figure out. this heart is empty, hollowed. it’s beating echoes throughout the loveless chambers. I...
stardustandsequins →
inspirational fashion
I've got to find a new perspective
btw, one thing I really hate about my friends, is that they keep telling me that I need a boyfriend. I also hate the fact that they say I’m everything I’m not. be honest ok.
I think I’m gonna take a lil break, a short one. it seems as though I’ve lost my touch for Tumblr. and my writing too, has slowly started to deteriorate. gosh, I guess every single thing has started to overwhelm me just now. I wonder what could ease me back to achieving my mojo.
part of my attempt at moving on and starting on a new slate is by getting a new look, a new haircut to boot. it may appear last season, but it’s really a breath of fresh air. who ever thought a great haircut could actually do wonders?
nothingrelevant →
irrelevant as it may seem, I just love the posts here.
call me narcissistic or vain even, but that’s just it, I care about my appearance, I wanna look my best. and most of all, I want all those guys who’ve fooled me, mislead me; who’ve practically given me all these mixed signals to see what they have lost, or what they might have had.
I’m moving on, truly, for good this time.
anyway, today’s theme is absolute randomness. I’m just gonna go with the flow.
but for the time being, I’m gonna look for some great looks.
and with these posts, these words, these pictures shall I find peace once more. but the only way to really savour that peace is to just see you leave, go and rid me of you and your memories.
been a while
thank you all, to those who have been following this trail of mischiefs. :)
there’s something about the past that you just couldn’t seem to find it in you to let go. maybe it’s some kind of magic. a feeling, sensational feeling. somehow it’s hard to kind of just pinpoint what it is, but the past would always remain very much intact. it would always stay as more than just that, the past. because the past lives on, in the present and the future, in...
