Monday, July 29, 2013

sometimes i feel like being chunked into a washing machine of emotions.

1. who the heck would care. from tomb to womb, you came alone and you're going to die alone.
2. vulnerability; these people would turn their back from you.

i feel so lame, even typing these...i dont want to elaborate. BLARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. no wonder mental hospitals/asylum exists. i used to think that why would anyone in the world would turn crazy.

Sunday, July 21, 2013

he diluted my sky from black to silver.

i poke my finger with my favorite mechanical pencil, till a drop of blood ooze out.
i took that drop of blood and drown a wandering ant. 
later, he called and told me he knew about the murder.
and i said, it was only an ant..and it probably had a fantastic last meal.
after that, he hung up and i knew we are no longer as one.

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how do u feel about the ...erm story from above? well, anyway,
i'm going to draw more now since i have more time. anyone wanna hang out? Im flying off to london soon...
xxoo

Thursday, July 11, 2013

have you?

hey, how are you? Are you still coming back once in a while to check if i am okay? Thank you, if you've been doing that....

I am doing okay. Tomorrow would be the day I finally take my grade 8 exam for piano. It might not be a big deal because I know many people went through it, way before me - at a younger age. less experience, blabla, but really, it's really really this turning point at this moment!

Once it's over, I would have so much freedom...thinking about it makes me want to cry. :( But crying because i'm going to be happy. come back soon, please ask how am i doing. i would tell you i would be okay. meanwhile, I've stumbled across a fully ripped vinyl from one of my favorite artiste.

please enjoy the full album as you continue to surf the internet.