description of my life so far:

"i hate my life! i hate my job! and MOST of all, i hate YOU! and you... and you... and you... an you... ... ..."


no i'm not tt emo in person

fine i'll stop writing weird shit..

my life my life my life..

sex an violence.. erm...

A FEMALE PRAYING MANTIS BITES OF THE HEAD OF A MALE DURING INTERCOURSE TO FACILITATE EJACULATION!!!!!!!!!!!!!


*BISH*

*BLOOD GUSHES OUT*

*SQUIRT*

*YAY!*


one more utterly useless bit of information..


i should tell u abt my life..

i shouldn't bitch.. cuz ppl mite read an it's funnier when i tell u in person.. or when u hear my voice..

guns are phallic symbols.. and Singapore is moving towards shrinking our rifles.

"for better maneuverability in tight spots!"

wheee!!

playlist

let it speak to me.
pluck a line.
squeeze a circle in
to a square.
it fits.

cling on with fervor,
claimed linage.

process reengaged

rag tag tapestry,
with vulgarly mismatched colours,
monster,
mutant,
self-protrait

a time for memories,
a minute to admire the past.
a runner glances,
he's come far.
but all in all, about halfway.
landmarks by d side,
passing them one by one,
each one passed ensures rejuvanation.
ah!
but the effect is stifled by fatigue
the end is still far.
nearing tho,
nearing still,
not soon enough.


step by step ya? =)
missing u*