RUBBER BANDS

This just cracks me up. Really adorable I must say. That aside, people do the weirdest things in clubs. It's such a joke at times to just stand there, people watch, and laugh your lungs out. Well I just did. What a dramatic night; him her she they. Goodnight!

FEEL NO MORE

Ripped

My intuitions are mostly accurate, not 100% maybe but I would say 99.5%. So yeah my intuitions proved me right this time again. Its not what you do that I am concerned about,but rather time and again you have to keep lying about things. Oh wait i forgot, you were a liar to begin with, since day 1. All those words you promised me you never kept and when the cat gets out of the bag, I find myself falling after picking myself up. So I shall stop probing, or even better I will stop caring. You are a fucking waste of my time. Enjoy yourself with whoever it is.

STARWISH

Things that put a smile on my face the past week

-always & forever

-all time favourite

-Gaberas (From a very sweet boy)

- Kenzo Flower Gift & the Awfully Cheesy Postcard

23rd Feb, please sweep me off my feet. I can't contain my excitement no more.

But for now, its back to Law. Till then :)

SO WHAT?

JK: What you doing later ah? V'day eh, fucking no plans, pathetic
S: I am having a Valentine Suicide Party later. Wanna come?
JK: Suicide?
S: Everyone's bringing knives and scapels to cut themselves.
JK: I bring chopper already. I cut you can anot? You cut yourself i cut you also lor.
S: Can! We cut each other. Just come la
JK: OMG KNN i tell you just now i saw 2 guys holding hands. V'day jiu shi V'day. Sibei wu JI
S: KNN last midnight i saw 2 cats cuddling each other. WTF cats also got dates
JK: We humans, we don't have. SIMI LJ, i go date my soft toy already.
S: HAHAHA
JK: Later i go driving suicide alrdy. I gonna ZHAM the acceleration pedal
S: Dun die like tt la, not Glamorous. Want die also must die in a Glamorous way.
JK: So later all die at your house with knives very glamorous la?
S: OF COURSE! We bleed to death. So symbolical of our hearts bleeding because of love can.
JK: That is if later u poke ur heart, not slit ur wrist.
S: -_-

That's Valentine's day for jaded, depressed, lonely people like us who have fallen in and out of love too many times to know that love is nothing but a curse. So enjoy your fairytale while you can because nothing lasts forever.

FUNNY NIGHT OUT

Emaciated
To make or become extremely thin, especially as a result of starvation.

A waif's progress - beauty becomes a collective dream, available to anyone who can afford the clobber or put themselves on the punitive diet, it begins as the possession of a single, quirky individual. It is defined as the most devoutly ideal of human notions, and also the harshest and most heartless.

She is naked on a tropical beach, with a looped shell necklace arranged to cover her nipples and dangle into her groin; though her skin is tanned, not whitely marmoreal, she has the same ripe mouth as the Roman figure, and the same wayward serpentine hair. But she has not lost her lower body, which curves out of the frame - her bare bottom retouched to look curvier - as an enticement to fantasy.

A goddess was carved by the Roman sculptor, entitled Naked Portrait 2002. Today, the divine image is invested in one of those flighty beings we call supermodels. So does the goddess represent the high point of civilisation? Or an auguryof its end?

EMPTINESS IN BOTOMLESS PITS

Close your eyes and stare into the dark, staring into that immeasurable blackness that stretches far beyond closed eyelids. Though I am lying still, I feel perched at the highest point i could possibly be; clutching at a star in the night sky with my legs dangling above cold black nothingness. Taking one last look at my fingers wrapped around the light, I let go and down I fall, then float and fall again, I wait for the land of my life. Behind the gauzed screen of shut-eye lies mere distractions that keep us awake but a sign that there's life beyond. But there's no life in me. None that I can feel as a deep black ocean forms around me from where I've fallen.

Rushing, rushing, rushing. We are always rushing. Never have enough time here, always trying to make our way there. Need to have left here five minutes ago, need to be there now. The phone rings again and I acknowledge the irony. Could have taken my time and answered it now.

Now, not then. Could have taken all the time in the world on each of those steps. But we're always rushing. All, but my heart. That slows now. I don't mind so much. I've landed now, the land of my life. And still, my heart pumps on.

Even when broken it still works.