When boy meets girl

Friday, July 29, 2011/ -7:16 PM

I like to be courted. No scrap that. I WANT to be courted.

I don't know what happened but it seems, courting no longer exist in this era. Seriously guys :/ A girl wants to feel special. She wants to be special to you. She wants to be loved. And please for goodness sake, when I say love her, I DO NOT mean you give her your penis. Seriously.

Whatever happened to getting to know each other? What happened to TALKING? And sweet words does not equate to dirty flirtations. No, your dirty talks are not compliments or sweet words a girl wants to get hear from you.

"I'm sure you're gonna feel so tight." THAT IS NOT WHAT YOU SAY TO A WOMEN. THAT IS NOT HOW YOU TALK TO ANYONE FOR THAT MATTER.

I just want.. to talk

Just talk you know.. It's really sickening. I want someone I can talk to. A normal decent conversation.

Wednesday, June 15, 2011/ -1:23 AM

I swear to God recently, I been starting to hate people D:
Like literally hate them.

I mean don't take it personally.
It's not you.
It's me.

Omg did I just use a lame break-up cliche line to explain myself D:
There IS something definitely wrong with me.

I just seriously want everyone to piss off.
Just you know, give me time alone?
Like get the hint. :(

I love you people but ONLY in little doses.
Please don't kill me in my sleep ; _ ;

/ -1:21 AM

My ni-san is gone :(

Friday, April 1, 2011/ -2:36 AM

First time my mom ever walked in on me crying.. Haha..

This day can't get any much more worse..

Yes mommy. Your lil girl is hurting. But I'm sorry, I can't open up to you.

/ -2:20 AM

Sure I laugh it all off but, it fucking hurts ok! Maybe you forgot but, I have feelings alright. I want to be picked first. I don't wanna be the one that someone falls back on.

You're always first. And that will never change. But please.. it's already hard enough as it is. Please just.. don't rub it in my face. Not with something I care so much about..

/ -1:57 AM

You'll always be the number one choice.
Always.
And it makes me feel like crap..

Just for once. I wanna be the first one to be chosen..

Saturday, March 26, 2011/ -6:57 PM

I need to get out.. Out of singapore.. Out of here..

Saturday, January 22, 2011/ -7:47 PM

I don't hate blondie.

But if I was hanging from a cliff holding on to a rope and you, Mr Blondie was pulling me to safety, I rather cut the rope and die.

/ -7:39 PM

In my mind eye's I see you dancing with me. Hands wrapped around my waist. Body so close that we can feel each other heartbeat. Your eyes locked with mine. Slowly as our lips graze each other's lightly.

Perfect? Breathless? I.. don't know. What was I doing there with you? Dancing like it was the most natural thing to do. So comfortable with your hands wrapped around mine. I used to loathe your touch. Your breath on me, sent chills down my back. The way your eyes watch my every movement. Those of a predator's. Waiting for me to fall and fail.

Go away. Please.

/ -7:34 PM

What if you woke up one day and everything you know, just crumbles.
Like a baker who lost his sense of taste.
A painter who turns color-blind.
Or a singer who lost their voice.
And everything you created from scratch all comes crumbling down.
And the wind blows away these remains. And before you know it, everything's gone.
Like it never existed.
Like it never meant a thing.
And you just stand there.
Lost and helpless.

My head hurts.