let's dance to joy division

gambino is kinda' cute in freaks and geeks.
random.

Today was fun - woke up and showered before going for tuition. tried out the thai restaurant, food wasn't bad nor fantastic, but the thai red ruby was awesomely good.
I'm feeling lazy.

Ate Island Creamery at K Albert's, super awesome. Other than that, I've posted at my private blog - which is for absolutely no one's eyes at all. :)

A lot has been on my mind lately, things that I thought would never be there. Things come and go, some stay, things that make you forever know. I hate feelings, you know? I don't mind never feeling the joys and pleasures of love. I would never need the comparison of the gloom and the doom. Nothing would ever hurt me, because 'hurt' would never be in my dictionary.

So maybe I fell in love one too many times, and this time, I was just counting on luck. So maybe my luck was bad.
I know he's stuck to her. But blah, it doesn't matter to me - just hope that I can swiftly move on coherently everytime - like a conveyor belt. Or even better (and faster), like the Shinkansen bullet train. I've taught myself not to always hope for things.
And for 'me & you' kind of things, some just weren't meant to be. You can't force some things.
For one you can't force rebirths, or the growth of love between two.

I guess, it's all give, not take all the time for me. Unless you're talking about my bratty ways then that's a whole different story altogether.

Why do I have to be lovesick, really.

I'm sick of tracing our names on surfaces.

If you were staring at the moon and I was staring at you, I would be staring at two of the most beautiful, stellar things.

If forever lasted, I hope me and you does too.

Love is nothing, it's the feeling.

No matter how many times they can tear you down, the feeling of being loved always picks you up.

I've lost him to her. I thought I got over it, but no. Well yeah, I kind of moved on - to someone better.
But this. I never expected it.
And no matter how hard I try to pull back. It never goes, it stays. And we're just impossible - and it just proves Adidas completely wrong. Probably.

But I know, that deep inside, we can never be.
So that one thought is tormenting my mind. However that one percent possibility, no matter how weak, cuddles and hugs my mind. Gently. Warmly. Forever there.
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"... let me go. Back to that bar in Tokyo, where the demons of my past leave me in peace..." TW.

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Haziq will be back tomorrow night, so yipee. hahaha.