POP-NEHH-NEHH

&I'm truly sorry if I were to be too harsh on youu. I'm sorry fo being such a pain in tha ass. I'm sorry fo playn too hard to get. I have my reasons. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. &I'm truly am sorry. &you have yet to text fo these few days. I dont like tha way when you suddenly disappeared into thin air when we were in tha middle of textn. A nostolgia fo those moments whr it seemed to be perfect by tha East Coast beach& once, we were quibbling about tt particular light source which we were both mistaken by a torchlight& bunga api. &I would find you teasn me as if you've got nth to do with it when eur were 239 percent part of it. Moonlight. 'cos I am Lian. Tha meanest, bitchiest grl you've ever met. You must be sighing by now on how unlucky, unfortunate, hapless you are to be crossn eur path with me. &relieved as we're have not been askn on one's well-being these few days which concludes tt, yes. We've lost in touch. Due to my egoistic which also means tt I do not know how to appreciate a tiny lil bit. Pathetic much. &fogive me, 'cos I suck at words, givn hints. I sucked in expressn on how deep I feel. I'm sorry if you have to tolerate with tt bitchy attitude which involves thrown offensive remarks at you& findn you revealn eur colgate smile at tha end of tha day.

Give me hopes once more& tell me how significant I am to eur very eyes. 'cos when you are Lian. You will be this idiotically random grl who people would be fogettn in a couple of weeks. You wouldn't be someone tt impacts someone life's with those magical touch or well, in simplest words. An impact which one would remember when you step into one's life. Which speciality, uniquely isn't anything close to her. Tha awesome people whom people would cherish, or probably would be tha first to call when one is havn a hell of a time& tell her how beautiful life is. No, I'm not anything 0.000000000001 close to tt.

&I have yet to wash my make up from work which I have ended hours ago. Fvck, thr's a tweet on my upper lip. I need tt particular novel which will bring me to tha other side of tha world where I could shoved my wand arnd& life revolves tha way I want it to be. Like how I'm cravn fo my Nasi Lemak now & taa-daaa. I'm devorn right now, this very moment(:

Weeeeeeeee~~

I'm so so going to shop with this glamorous, sht-ass, shawt, vulgar Ah Lian whose name is (pleasepray) Angel. She definitely, absolutely& certainly does not deserve tha name as she pretty much enjoy to randomly throw Tamil, Malay with tha exception of Chinese as her Chinese well. HAHA. Suck balls(: vulgarities at almost evryone tomorrow. I like leh. Smile-smile

I have a friend. Let's call him Vamp. MAT REP describes him best. He does'nt admit though. Like wht they say, "A mat rep will never admit tt he's one." He watch cartoons evryday 'cos basically he believes tt by watchn cartoon will made him seemed or to be precise looked even more cuter& younger. Tha reality is tt he's such a cranky, old dude. I like talkn to him 'cos he literally listens to my stupid damn old dreams which involves going to Rome& Venice fo sight-seeing even though I hurled different versions of profanities at him. Such a great dude though. &and, he's afraid of my dear bestf whom owned tha longest, jet-blackiest hair ever. HAHA. &she adores stalkn him from Tampines to City Hall.

HAPPY ah youu. I posted sth nice about you lehh. You owe me one box of Sampoerna Menthol. &fvck youu. HAHAHAHAHA

Dont walk away from me.

Blue Uncomfortable Depressed Stressed Dark Joyless Miserable Sorrowful Sad Gloomy Forlorn Disconsolate Doleful Dispondent Unhappy Discouraged Downcast Dejected Downhearted

I am not myself. Thrfore, do not. Let me repeat myself, do not pissed me off any further

Red.

Is tha colour of life. It's blood, passion, rage. It's menstrual flow and afterbirth. Beginnings& violent end. Red is tha colour of love. Beating hearts& hungry lips. Roses, Valentines, cherries. Red is tha colour of shame. Crimson cheeks& spilled blood. Broken hearts, opened veins. A burning desire to return white.

-Pretty Face by Mary Hogan