How girls always think they're special
This, I do not comprehend.
How they think that their prince,
will sweep them off their feet
and kiss them on their lips.
Living in perceived happiness,
I guess.
Why can't they just see that we're all just the same.
Too same, in fact.

Thank you for that memory.
And I am absolutely in love with Grilled Cheese Sandwhich and our ALL-AMERICAN Breakfast :)

This muffled sorrow lingers around me,
mocking at my incompetence.
Engulfed in it, I can't even breath.
Hope left,
leaving me standing alone,
marvelling at my stupidity.

I shouldn't have even tried, I confess.
This time, even ice-cream can't help.
What can I do then?
I give up.

I'd have to say,
Damn this haircut of mine.

Great appreciation to KWX,
for volunteering his time off last saturday as a shopping partner.
For I did enjoy myself.
Thank you.

WQ tee, this is for you, in return for :
"You're great, and amazingly BEAUTIFUL. STUNNING. And I like your SMAIYEZ", and that had no doubt, made my day.

Wanqi Tee, I hope you see this one day.
You should realise how phenomenal you are.
How so miraculous was your birth,
that had brought much joy to the world.
and without question, brought happiness to those around you.
You should realise how wonderfully weird your spasms of energy are,
how you make us all laugh and marvel at your choice of time.
You should realise how beautiful you are,
how your features are matched perfectly
and how your inner self shines through as well.
And now, here's to you.
Thank you.

What is the essence of love?
I ponder.
The epitome of happiness?
or the everlasting beauty perceived by the blinded eye?
For me,
there is no essence of love.
It is the inexorable truth, you must realise.
Girl meets Boy. Girl falls in love. Girl gets hurt.
Left alone, drowning in memories.
He, who once held her hand and promised of eternal commitment, leaves.
Leaving her bound to the product of her imagination.
what is love then?
fake promises, I believe, is love.

Dance.

It took me months to forget you.
It took you ten seconds, to make me fall in love with you all over again.