December 2011
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November 2011
5 posts
Even if I knew it would lead to this, I still did it. And sometimes, it’s too late to regret.
I need a shoulder to cry on, a pillar to lean against and someone to be there for me, with me to hold up against the storm. But that person isn’t here.
Isn’t it impossible to be numb to life. Aren’t we suppose to feel? But somehow at such an age I seem to have lost my taste for it.
October 2011
21 posts
This isn’t what I want to do.
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“Allow the world to live as it chooses, and allow yourself to live as you choose.”
– Richard Bach (via theimpossiblecool)
To my best friend ever in tjc and most unexpected find: SEE THE POST AFTER THIS & BRIGHTEN UP!
September 2011
19 posts
It’s hard to move on after living the life I led for these 2 years plus. It was such an easy life albeit full of controversies, regrets. But it cannot be said that I didn’t come away with any because I went away with memories of friends and soccer, of times that none can replace or replicate, the best of memories/dreams that I have ever had.
It’s time like this, seeing friends from long ago having a good time in the university, moving on, that makes me bitter. Not bitter about the fact that i stayed behind but the fact that I couldn’t pull myself together. It came to me that, now, I will always be a far behind.
Sometimes I wish for tenacity more than anything else. But I know I have to do it to have it.
Suddenly out of Singapore seems great.
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The days are nostalgic. Transience does them justice. Sometimes I just want to flow with the wind, like the wind.
I don’t want to settle. To be stagnant. But they seem so easy.
I cried the least this year. There goes all the mid-night tears and fears. Time to man-up. It feels great to not be a crybaby over things I can control. Crying at almost every movie I watch can’t be helped. It’s something I’ve had since young haha.
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I’m going to lead a healthy happy life.
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I’m really kinda sick of the whole you gained weight thing. Yah I ate alot and I don’t exercise. So? Is it any of your business? Is me being fat interrupting your life? Dude, get a life before you try and judge mine. My father does it out of concern so I’m okay with it. But those who do it out of mockery should scoot off.
Is it wrong to be fat? I’m not looking for an excuse or whatever but seriously yah I grew fat because I’m lazy to run and I eat whatever I want. But is there a need to highlight and bring it up a if it’s something to be disgusted or something inferior. Like fuck srsly I know you are skinny pretty and whatever but what I want to do is none of your business. I don’t care if...
August 2011
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