sickening.

its sickening how you would not let me do what i want for my life.
because of your sickening ego and 'no'
you've just started war.

My itsy bitsy world

i have a little dollhouse, sometimes there is only me. somtimes there are some other people in it. im selfish. i own the dollhouse, and it is mine. i decide who to put in it and who to take out. im a selfish girl who does not show the world to my dolls. i control what they eat, what they do, what they think. im a control freak. i dont care what they want or what they need, what i care is what i get out of them. fun. i dont share, i make them do what i want them to do. i love them, i hate them, i kiss them, i slap them.i dress them and undress them. i suck the life and happiness out of them. nobody knows anything about this. its just me. in my head.

A day out to music matsuri

I enjoyed my day at swensens with these two lovelies!
Charmaine and Magdalene.
we are all nurses!







the rest of the pictures are in my facebook album. ^_^

thank you charmaine, for the wonderful pictures! <3>

Thank not Ask

WE THANK GOD FOR THINGS.
NOT ASK HIM FOR THINGS.

Olfactory notes

i fell in love with scents when i was 8.

that was when i got my first bottle of perfume.

i could still remeber how it smelt like, but its long extinct now.

not very nice though, i wanted it because it made me feel grown up.

i like how people communicate by smelling each other.

it makes one person whole.

i like smelling things and people. i think its a habit.

smelling nice is important to me,

maybe that's why i like bathing and have over 15 bottles of perfume in my cupboard.

i know i'm mad.

boring things

BORING choreshomeworkprojectsexamsschoolricepotatoes
SURPRISES vacationchocolatecandypresentsicingoncakes

"Mass is boring. Like rice and potatoes. The exciting things in life is like icing on cakes. You can't live on icing alone. It is the boring things like rice and potatoes that nourishes and grow you."

Fr Leon

Nightmare

Pain granted me wings to fly.
I took flight out of your sight.
You tormented, cried and pleaded,
and did not stop with your endless search.
The south winds blew me back to you.
I struggled to fly again,
you robbed me of my wings and made me human.
Tears warmed my cheeks,


I realised I love you. Very much.