Nocturnal

It bothers me whenever I cant fall aslp at night, when my mind takes a ride round space and brings me hell. I hate hate hate nights like these.. Gimme a break pls, Ive enough just wallowing in self pity, I need not more. I quit playing, I never ever win.
Ive never been the sort who shares issues with ppl around but tonight, Im abt to collapse (with my lips still sealed). Tired and worned is thee. A hug might work.

Monday

I like Mondays, maybe bcos sch's still out. I might change my mind again when it starts. Till the next time we meet, girlies.
Xoxo

Reduced

It feels like even my virtual albums are getting dusty, left where the real gallerinas go in Milan. Our so-called misses and reminiscences seemed to be long forgotten just as quickly as it reaches the tip of our tongues. Nontheless, we had fun then. At least, I did.

Mammoth

1. I walk(ed) this empty street.

2. As much as I try to act all tough and buff, I'm nothing without nobody.

3. We were happier, being kids.

4. We make things seem more complicated than it actually is.
5. Hehe PJ kids I do actually miss wearing a uniform.

6. I promise, really.
7. Grey is beautiful.

Wkend Hues

I never seemed to like the fact Sunday comes, goes, then comes again. The vicious cycle. And I cant help but fall back into the same pithole each wk only to be slapped with the truth that hurts, that I've been stuck at the same spot since last century. Cant be anymore glad Monday's here.