Trust me with your heart, I promise you the smile.
K O M I K O
Temasek poly's boring
18 going on 19 not so soon
I Appreciate Everything,Everyone. GOD FAMILY FRIENDS STUDIES
This're My Ultimate Priorities Set.
HAPPY PILLS make me happiest
C R A V I N G S
I believe I have what some don't even. &so, I should stop craving.
It is so funny: how someone who means the world to you can mean nothing as soon as a problem breaks thru. how someone who was supposed to be there to protect you is not even beside you. how someone can just walk on the streets looking at one like a stranger when once you knew each other. Everythings so funny, isn't it? Breaking away from one seems so easy nowadays. so much of hatred in the hearts of love then where has love really gone to? Now, this feels so true to me. heart that beats, only beats. it never thinks for you, it never did. everytime i pray, to be honest i can never genuinely bring myself to her just for the fact that somewhere i feel thr's always something amiss. Nevertheless, i'm thankful to god. thankful for whatever i'm given today yet, thr's always something most of them have and i don't. but well, its true one always never gets everythng but what i'm asking for, is it a bit too much to ask for? I want to get it all out of my chest before it gets on me, well i think it already did. I resorted to keeping all these to myself for the fact that i know i can't expect anyone to understand me. Not even my bestfriend knows, because the truth still is that no one understands it the way i do. I'm hoping to get away with it all after scribbling here. Hopefully.
Recent Happening(s): 12thAug2009 [Mother's 41th] Both the brothers wished. whilst i was at school, i received a msg during break. dad ,sged saying mother is upset that i never wish here and that i should wish her. i didn't respond to it. that was not all. that moment, i got all my focus farfar away from books and friends. i stared in blank air, looking so puzzled. i teared &hoped no one saw. i couldn't help myself but to let it overpower me. that moment, it is not that i was adamant or that i could keep my fingers to myself. one thought i cld have called mother but i didn't. i didn't want to this time, compromise. i couldn't let myself to. it wasn't easy though. mother told brother that i don't even care about her. i smiled and left to do my other works for the day. then, whoever knew about this told me i was revengeful(you may know who you are) even then, i didn't speak a word to justify myself. i no longer want to. if i did, i would feel like a parrot or shouting into deaf ears. This time &from now on, i don't any longer want to say my part of the story. i think i have said enough. be it i'm revengeful. if thats what you think fits me perfectly, then that is.
uh! the one who yearns for her hugs and presence &love is the evil one and the one who doesn't is the saint. - perfect theory from every indian. Who do you think should mend the broken pieces?
The one who broke it or/
The one who had it broken?
The number of times she tore my heart and i still smiled so as to let everyone know it never hurt even a bit. Receptive - thats what i have been all my life. it seems like a mistake now.