what hurts the most, is being so close.

Was i really the best girlfriend you could ever have? Was i the most wonderful girlfriend in your eyes?

It's funny how people text and call you everyday. Telling you how their day has been.

But has anyone ever thought of asking how was my day?

for tonight im on my own

electric red top

i was looking through my old photos, and i realised this was how i looked like two years ago.

should i cut bangs again? ^^

i wanna dye red hair too, maybe short electric red hair with goldie highlights?

i LOVE electric blue, but i dont have the guts to do that yet HAHAHHAA

and should i just go Laselle? :D mum says as long as i'm interested in whichever course, i'm free to go for it. i always thought Laselle was cooooolll, should i realise my childhood dream?

i likey

“History, despite its wrenching pain, cannot be unlived, and if faced with courage, need not lived again.”
— Maya Angelou.


“To be happy, it first takes being comfortable being in your own shoes. The rest can work up from there. The hardest situation to stay happy, I think, is when you’re trying to find love, and yourself at the same time. It just doesn’t seem to fit well. So I believe that happiness is being able to wake up and just know that this is what you wanted, and not what somebody else wanted.”
— Sophia Bush

have i done something wrong?

did something, somewhere gone terribly wrong?

how can i fix it, is there a way?

why are there no guide lines for me, anymore?

where's that light shining in from the outside?

why cant i see anything from this ghastly wound,

shocking repellent, stumbled upon and stuck

am i caught in this dance of death;

is my guardian angel crying;

i'm falling

i gave my best shot

tears fall along the bus transparent sill

along with the raindrops that dribbled down the sides

the playlist that i love but the songs it plays that i hate

when that first teardrop touched the surface of my jeans

i thought of the initial 10 cents shoulders offered to lean on

the funny favourite intangible ice cream treat at westmall

the virtual cupcakes that cheered me up instantaneously

the said kiteflying that might never happen

the promised new playlist

the random facts i used to spill

there are some things meant to be said face to face

it's funny how i try to imagine your face

almost all the time

even when you said you're angry

i try to imagine your agitated expression

am i going crazy already;

are you just an imaginery

angel

after that long speech you gave

i find it hard to tell you more

the troubles are dissolving

but yours are piling

now it's my turn to help

but are you accepting my offer?

are you turning away now as you see this;

am i losing you, already?

can someone

tell me what to do to make this right?