Blog shifted to:

http://lilmissjlxy.blogspot.sg/

possibilities.. :)

planning to make a new blog.. cos this one's practically dead and sorta old school. we'll see.. haha. :)

drained.

it's funny how one moment you feel so full of life and then the next.. you feel so completely drained.. like you were never filled to begin with.. the gut wrenching feeling takes over.. and it feels like a disease killing you slowly from the inside out.. your energy drained.. your appetite trails behind; denying you the choice of eating. your complexion goes from pale to flushed depending on whether you chose to bawl your eyes out or hold it all in. you look to the skies and ask why God chose to do this to you.. there's silence. and no answer. you give up. looking for a place between time and space where you can rest there in bliss. without a care in the world..

some say that...

some say that their life's a bed of roses. well.. so's mine.. cept that mine's a bed of DEAD roses..

The Real Villian

It's really not that hard to realise. Cos when you look back at all the thing that's happen, you realise who's the culprit of all this problems/sorrows/heartache. It's not you or me or the she or he that you're thinking of. The real villian would ALWAYS be cirumstances. The real bitch in life.

%$#@%$^@$%@

DO I HAVE A BLOODY NEON SIGN RIGHT ON TOP OF MY HEAD THAT SAYS "PICK ME! MAKE MY LIFE MISERABLE!"?! IS IT BIG ENOUGH THAT YOU CAN SEE IT ALL THE WAY FROM HEAVEN?!! I'M PRETTY DARN SURE I DON'T.. SO WHY ME ALL THE TIME HUH?!

dirty. little. secret.

so how am i to suppress these feelings? so dark, and saddening. eating me up bit by bit. everytime i get rid of it, it just comes back. a million times darker. attacking the very core of my emotions. i tried to be strong. tried get rid of all this irkyness. but nothing seems to work anymore. i've kept it a secret for so long. i wanna tell you, but i don't know how to. i just keep it buried inside. i'm getting tired. only you can make me feel better. yet you're so so far away..