21 August 2008

dinners at home are getting sucky. i dont know how to put it, but the hatred inside me is making me so sick sometimes. really tired from it all.

it feels like everything is beyond my control and nothing much can be done on my part to help. it's like sitting on a sinking ship and it's useless to scream for help.

why cant a simple dinner be simple?!

i secretly wish to ask my father this: why do you want to bring me into this world, when it makes you miserable and poorer and my life has to be miserable as well. WHY.

sorry i am in no mood to write anything entertaining.

failure in relationships and disappointment in people sometimes make me feel that i can only have true pleasure in looking at clothes and pretty things.

imagination and doing silly things comfort me. sigh.

the cool mask to hide the scared self from it all.

even when looking silly, you look cool. i admire you for being who you are, for doing what you really wish to do.

so smart and chic. even if you're almost wearing panties.

hahhahahahahhah. this picture rocks.

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