pROARning in the morning, followed by a drowsy late afternoon buying rollerblades (or rather, being bought rollerblades), topped off with a random trip to J*P a.k.a mini world village.
rollercoaster of emotions but none belonging to me; things will settle down and be alright in the end, i promise you. eventually. cuz it's always a full-stop, never a comma.
lying on my clean sheets belly-down, unshowered and contemplating whether i should eat roomie's mooncakes. throw me against the wall and i'll stick to it like a gold-digger to her dying billionaire sugar daddy.
staring up at the cloudless night sky, and i wonder if you're looking at the moon too.
mutter a prayer of requiem for the souls of the departed, i want to think you're in a better place but i wouldn't know, i don't want to know.
saw a red dragonfly just now and thought of her bleeding heart.
and prawing on the weekends really suck; skippin' school to catch crustaceans sound oh-so-fun but where's the thrill?
like ninjas in tutus.
