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Hi my name is so and so, sometimes when i'm bored, i draw people in my head. I listen to music a lot but the best times are usually when i'm on the bus. I don't think many people know about me because I keep a low profile. On days when i'm upset, i paint my toe nails and red is my favourite color. I have white feet, they remind me of porcelain. My eyes resemble almonds and my lids look like define lines imprinted in clay. I wish I were somebody else, maybe superman perhaps, my red cape in the wind, ever so free. My blog is a collection of my perspectives, thoughts and emotions. I write when I write, what I write. Your critcism is not welcomed.
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time: 2:39 PM
date: Friday, July 07, 2006
durgga ; pissed off. can i count the ways of how much i hate you? oh well, thanks for making my day fucked up once more. D: may you get aids & die a fucking horrible death. oh yeah & i hate it when people ask me to be more careful with my things, so you can go to hell with your advice too. didnt want to go tiong lah, not just because of temporary losing of wallet but because of what you said. okay maybe, you didnt know how i feel, but you should be able to see it in my face right? fine fine, i think im going to remain emo&pissed for the rest of this month or till you get out of my life. hope you enjoy my rudeness to you. :D and dad is like trying on this pants he wore at the registrar of marriage when he married mother. he is like saying it still kind of fits, whatever. alrights bye, im sick of staring at this blog page.
& i'll never ever underestimate shahilah d/o salim's stomach cramps ever again.
thanks nita&diana for accompanying me to sick bay with shah.