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I’ll Set Off For A New Chase

I’M FREED FROM MY CAGE!

Love Takes Two

Darling revealed to me that he bought me a westlife mousepad for me on ebay! Gone are the grouses about getting roasted by the big orange ball of flames, and all the time and money spent on traveling  just to get him the cheesecake he likes. Nothing beats having your love reciprocated. Spread the love people!

Happy birthday once again, honeybunch! ❤

ONE MORE PAPER TO END OF DESOLATION.

PS: Thanks for accompanying me just now bunny!

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We’re Fated To Pretend

The Hades door is bound to be agape, waiting for my soul after I pass on. At least I know bestie will plunge into the underworld with me, for all the sins we’ve committed.

We need to stop being gossip girls.

Blurring And Stirring The Truth And The Lies

Nothing good in life is scripted, and that sucks cause what you need are exactly lines to teach you how to live your life.

You Set My Soul On Fire, Laughing In The Corner As It Burns

Horror movies and me have sort of established a love-hate relationship. The good ones are really good, but most of the rented stuff are real drags that spoil a comfy stay-at-home weekend. The Devil’s Chair. Not sure which category it belongs to. Plot’s kinda lousy, except for the few twists here and there. What kept my eyes fixed to the tv were the imaginative phrases used by the male lead. Very fascinating descriptions. British by the way.

No idea why I’m typing all these shit. It’s not like the actors are a catch or the movie is superb that I so have to rant about it. Think I just needed something to do to get my mind off certain stuff. The explosion (not wave) of emotions that have interrupted a perfectly smooth and delightful status quo, it’s just like a pink sunflower in the midst of a couple of yellow sunflowers; you can’t pretend it’s not there cause it’s right in your face. And blogging is obviously not doing me any good.  Guess that means I’ve hit rock bottom.

You can blame me when you feel that you wanna blame someone
And you know you’re gonna blame me when you feel that you gotta blame someone
So go ahead and come on

PS: Photos are all in my facebook.

You’d Think They Can’t Get Worse Than That

STOP GIVING ME LONG WINDED AND INDECISIVE GROUP MATES. PLEASE. IT’S LIKE FEELING A HUNDRED DIFFERENT DEMONS BREATHING FIRE IN MY BACK.

Photos soon.

I Hear Those Sleigh Bells Ringing

“When I grow up, I wanna be a vampire bat.”
“Ermm.. I don’t wanna grow up.”

The innocence of kids.

And Baby You’re So Far Away

It’s time to go to bed. Why isn’t it friday so darling can be here with me. I want my snuggly bolster.