Tuesday morning
I remember stormy weather
The way the sky looks when it's cold
And you were with me
Content with walking
So unaware of the world

Walking on air
EUNICE

The air-vertisements

One-horse town


Unwind
Posted on: Sunday, April 24, 2011
Posted at: 3:03 PM
And i still felt ridiculed with us sliding all the way from stage 2 to 7.

But no doubt i it leaped...

bs206
Posted on: Thursday, April 21, 2011
Posted at: 12:37 AM
and if it's negative ions. it will change to -nF

Posted on: Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Posted at: 10:55 AM
i can't believe, it's still able to drip up to this point in time.
but with higher viscosity.

officially replaced twitter
Posted on:
Posted at: 2:32 AM
i can't find the loophole of that leaking tap.

my head feels like it's exploding due to it. :( shucks!

even my eyes are getting smaller. zzz

Posted on:
Posted at: 1:35 AM
Pardon me, i'm just not in the right mind and state to discuss your seung mul with ya now.

peace out.

superwoman
Posted on:
Posted at: 1:00 AM
i painted in me.


i'm sorry for the expectations i had in you.

can't help thems...
Posted on:
Posted at: 12:40 AM
can i just, really just for one day, stop being me.
what am i like that!?
being me makes every bad thing more amplfied than ever.
friends, u might have thought u know me, the kind of person i am.
but just stop and think.
if anyone gets to read this, do you even have the slightest idea/hint on what exactly I'm talking about here?
If you don't. Yes you don't know me.

if i had the slightest hint on the kind of wave i was creating with all my plans.
I wouldn't have made it this big.

it was thankfully that the hair technique taught by ting help me this wee bit to remain as me, my character, my thoughts, my beliefs. those beliefs, i have no idea why they are inborn in me. i hate them, but i just can't seemed to shake them off me. Them being part of me... you can never imagine, how torturous this can be.



And if the only thing, that can actually chase the clouds
and restore the rainbows in me, in that future time...
i can't seem to believe, can't seem to be enlightened - why it's it.

Just please...
Posted on: Sunday, April 10, 2011
Posted at: 4:04 AM
The way I portrayed myself may not be the what I really am/feel.


And i guess... this is indeed inscrutable.