Wednesday, November 27, 2013

my 24th birthday


and so it goes, 
the best thing that occurred to me that day, 
was only,
 and only,
 the first hour of the day.

Saturday, November 23, 2013

I saw something I like on somebody's shirt...


It says :

I am proficient in 3 languages,

ENGLISH
SARCASM
and
MOCKERY

Monday, November 4, 2013

Thursday, October 31, 2013

so this is what it feels like..


So this is what it feels like
To get back up when your back’s against the wall
And this is what it looks like
When you’re all chocked up and you’re trying to hide it
I know it doesn’t feel right
But you did what you did and I have to end it all
And this is what you get now
When you’re caught in the act and you can’t deny it

You’ve done your best
To take what’s left

No I won’t take all the pieces
Put them back together
You’ve got the best of me
But I won’t give you what’s left of me
I won’t take the pieces
Put them back together
You took the best of me
You can’t have what’s left of me

So this is what it feels like
When you’re back at the start and both your hands are tied
And this is what it sounds like
When you can’t break free but they hear you screaming
And now it doesn’t feel right
Because you said what you said and I have to break the ties
I’m looking for a knife now
To cut my losses and stop the bleeding

I’ve done my best
To save what’s left

No I won’t take all the pieces
Put them back together
You’ve got the best of me
But I won’t give you what’s left of me
I won’t take the pieces
Put them back together
You took the best of me
You can’t have what’s left of me

You can’t have what’s left of me
You can’t have what’s left of me
Can’t have what’s left of me
What’s left of me

No I won’t take all the pieces
Put them back together
You’ve got the best of me
But I won’t give you what’s left of me
I won’t take the pieces
Put them back together
You took the best of me
You can’t have what’s left of me

credits~ Papa Roach

Tuesday, October 15, 2013

that awkward moment when...

you pondered how and what went wrong.

and then you realized,

everything.

everything was wrong,

from the very beginning itself.

nuff said.

Saturday, August 24, 2013

the mind and beyond subconsciousness

It was a wonderful Sunday, everything was fine and dandy, up until one random stranger came up to me and said,

"Hey you, I know you like this x. Why don't you just admit it ?"

I was taken aback, and I responded in a confused manner.

"Who are you? How do you know all about this?"

The stranger grinned and replied,

"I know everthing. E-ve-ry-thing."

He then started describing things I have never told anyone about, which I really did do before. Things were starting to get creepy. Feeling uncomfortable, I decided to run.

Weird as it is, I wasn't even able to run and the surrounding just changed.

Suddenly I found myself being hold down, there were a lot of people in the scene, blocking every single path for escape. As if I have done something wrong.

Interrogation was well under way. They kept forcing me to confess. I wasn't intimidated or scared, they don't mean to hurt me physically, but mentally. It had that anxiety effect on me.

I noticed that x was there too, listening, not from that far away. That made me even more uncomfortable.

"Damn it, they're attacking my weakness", I thought to myself.

Being shy is good, but being too shy and being overly shy over something could be a downfall, or at least I think so, or more likely - experiencing so.

I didn't know why I was unable to deny or even admit to the thing that they wanted me to do. I was just tongue-tied.

Not long after, x started moving nearer and nearer towards me. Her eyes were dead focused to mine. I wasn't able to withstand the gaze as my heart kept pounding harder and faster.

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and that was then, everything was dark again.

"Shit, what now..?"

Then I realized that it was just a dream, a nightmare. Truthfully I was not able to categorize that. I would say, it was a beautiful nightmare. Heart was still pounding fast though.

Ah how pathetic...


Thursday, August 15, 2013

crossroads


I can't tell you what it really is,
I can only tell you what it feels like


Wednesday, August 7, 2013

hands held high


" susah ba suka orang ni "

 Mr. S - 2013

Sunday, January 6, 2013

St*r

terukir di bintang;
tak mungkin hilang,

ok selebihnya simpan dulu...