Sunday, November 15, 2009

No one belongs here more than you do



While I'm patiently waiting for the rain to fall, I'm lying comfortably on my bed and talking to Li Ann online. I really can't wait to have her back home again, we've missed out so much the last time she was here. Australia seriously takes everyone that I love away, which is the main reason why I hate that country sometimes, but then again Malaysia has got to be one of the most fucked up countries ever. Anyway, whatever. I'm feeling like a piece of shit now and Desperate Housewives season 5 is calling out for me. Adios!

Saturday, November 14, 2009

Battle for the sun

I'm so glad I got to spend my entire afternoon with my most favourite girls in the world at Bangsar today, and then the night with my family, we had awesome steamboat for dinner at my place, which gives me this sense of comfort cause it's really nice to see everyone get together sometimes. It's all these little things that let me know that I am so blessed.

Friday, November 13, 2009

At the end of the day



All those gods that I've once always prayed to don't seem to come along anymore. I guess they have given up on me just as much as I have given up on myself. And I really don't blame them for that. I just don't want to feel sad anymore, but I'd probably always feel the same.

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Somewhere beneath the cracks

My head's a little crazy and I'm drifting away from my own senses. My thoughts are jumping, swirling and screaming inside, and I can't seem to do anything else but stare into space, into my own world that has fallen apart. I don't know what to feel and I don't know what else to say.

Saturday, November 7, 2009

It's never enough

Home is not the best sanctuary. At least not to me. Home may be a place for me to shelter late at night, to hide away from all the howling wolves that come out so that they can be fed with our blood and flesh, but it's also a place that chokes me up, and sometimes it gets really hard to breathe on my own, and I can't think straight, and these fears in the form of spiders crawl on my spine and my head spins, and the clouds watch while they descend, and the air thins, there's no kindness nor love here, just breaths of madness.