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Monday, May 31, 2010
yeah yeah im a mean person everybody's angry with me and im still bitchy. kay bye.
Monday, May 17, 2010
i drew a total of $110 in the past five days you know. how is that even possible. omg laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, can the money in my bank just grow and multiply by itself.
Saturday, May 15, 2010
heart clarke quay 15/5 (:
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
i'm a weak tart i tell you. i swore to myself that i'll never fall for anything you say anymore, i'm going to guard myself so well that i'm going to feel nothing but nonchalence towards you. but one simple email with two lines was all it took to crumble all that defences and make me feel touched all over again. walaoooooooooooooooooooo why i like that one.
Wednesday, May 05, 2010
(edit) okay weird post ahead I dont even know what I was ranting on about. (/edited) Realised there hasn't been a long post since forever ago. Maybe cos some of my thoughts are so bad/private/mean/weird that i dont want to voice it out, because I dont want certain people to read it. I feel like abandoning my blog. I think I'm having one of my mood swings again. I think I need to spend some alone time with myself, thinking through what I really want in life. On some days like this, I feel so lost, so without directions, so unsure of what I want. On some days, I find myself thinking, this is it this is what I'm looking for, I feel so happy and bliss. But on others, I just feel like breaking down, for no apparent reasons, or for the same reasons over and over again. I feel like I have no dictation over my emotions, they're controlled by you. I dont like feeling so vulnerable, esp when I'm just expected to be nice&understanding&mature&reasonable&angelic all the time, because thats not me. I just want to be a little girl sometimes, swallowed up by my insecurities, tantrums, entitled to being unfair and unreasonable. I want to find peace within myself, but how do I do it. Whats your love language? Mine is quality time, and security (though its not within the 5). Do you know that behind all the smiles is actually a really insecure person. i just want constant reassurance from you. is it a lot to ask for? Saw this on tumblr:  and this is what I want you know. I want somebody who can look at me, see past all this imperfections, smile to himself and say with certainty, "this is my girl, she's the one i want". |