January 2010
51 posts
baby there’s no way back.
DON’T COME TO ME IF YOU DOUBT MY SKILLS. IF YOU THINK I DON’T KNOW MY STUFF THEN PROVE TO ME YOU DO. IF NOT SHUT THE GAP UP.
:D on cloud 9 yo.
because he was here when i needed you most. to know who’s more important to me now, to know you’re not the one now. to know the real side of you. i know this is the best decision ever.
Reblog if you are completely dreading school...
christipeeee:
glitter-n-dope:
(via fuckyeahprettygirls)
i thought i understand you. i thought i feel you. at the end of the day, all you had done is to let me down.
i don’t really need you here anymore.
is that all you can tell me? i just need 5minutes of your 24hours. just 5 minutes.
Careless whisper of a good friend.
I’m never gonna dance again. This guilty feet have got no rhythm. Though it’s easy to pretend, I know you’re not a fool. I should have known better than to cheat a friend. And waste the chance that I’d been given. So I’m never gonna dance again, The way I danced with you.
diu you.
Girls' dream before they hit 30.
Boy: You know what?
Girl: What?
Boy: Next time i see you, don't wear that skirt again, it's too revealing
Girl: Why? I thought you loved that skirt
Boy: Next time, wear something that reaches to your ankles
Girl: Ok whatever
Boy: A dress that reaches to your ankles.. and wear long white gloves that reach to your elbows
Girl: What?
Boy: Trust me
Girl: What are you trying to do? Hide me from everyone?
Boy: Do up your hair as well real pretty
Girl: Are You listening to what i'm saying? You're so conservative, don't choke me like this... Are you kidding me?
Boy: I'm dead serious.
Girl: You know i dont like guys who boss me around
Boy: ... Wear a veil
Girl: ... what?
Boy: Wear this ring too
Girl: ....
Boy: Marry Me
“Waiting is painful. Forgetting is painful. But not knowing which to do is the...”
– Paulo Coelho (via quote-book)
don’t talk to me about your old fashion lolita.
I LEFT MY HEART IN SAN FRANCISCO.
its not the matter of whether we talk anot. even if we don’t talk i will still feel the same. its the intimacy level and the stuff we talk about. its also about how you reply, the way you talk. its just different. we are already distanced. now what, cold treatment. you’ve got your reasons but i don’t want to know. i don’t want to get hurt. espicially by you. i don’t...
i cant wait for my clothes to come.hope its before cny. heh heh heh.
“The difference between false memories and true ones is the same as for jewels:...”
– Salvador Dalí (via quote-book)
time to let go charmaine. he isn’t yours.
MY PHONE GOT A LOW BATT NOW. DIE.
warp 1977 on repeat. don’t feel like talking to anyone except limkaiheng. but idk where is he now? think he’s sleeping. :|
BRING BACK OH BRING BACK OH BRING BACK MY ANKLET TO ME, TO ME.
DAMN SERIOUSLY HATE SCHOOL X 92387831690363643848904618673867!
i need you here, mr lim. need you to hear what i’ve gotta say.
i don’t want to lose you. even as a friend.
“Where there’s truth there will be lies.”
– Chess in Concert (via quote-book)
waiting for your call~
liar liar liar. why did you lie?
should i should i should i should i should i should i ?
tell me. Am i really wrong this time? am i wrong to step into something with no return? if we really belong to a different world, can’t we try to compromise? i don’t want to stuck at this again.
I WANNA GO HOME. FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL IS LIKE THE LAST DAY OF SCHOOL.
11 FINAL DRAWINGS TO SUBMIT FOR 7 WEEKS. TOGETHER WITH MODEL, MATERIAL PALETTE, PLANTING PALETTE AND DETAILING.
TOMORROW SHOULD I GO FRENCH? :| BUT I KNOW THURS I WILL SKIP IT BECAUSE THERE’S MEETING. ROARRRRR.
SHOULD I GO ARTFRIEND LATER? :|
TOHYOUWEIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII~
in school now. and it suck. big time. BIG TIME. cried myself to sleep. cant stop thinking about it. really can’t. its 4th january. :| her death anniversary.
dreading every year’s 4th january. for im sure i’ll miss you for my whole life. you said you don’t want people to remember you. you said you don’t want people to cry. time pass so fast. its already the 6th year since you have been gone. christmas always brings back the sweet memories. i miss rascal. but there’s no going back. you won’t come back. rascal too.