Wednesday, April 28, 2010

free - to be u n me

The crossroads is where u stand

Heartbroken, Desperate

U break

U break that shackles of silence

That shackles that held us together for so long

So now we are free


To be you and me.

But there's no need for turning back
`Cause all roads lead to where I stand
And I believe I'll walk them all
No matter what I may have planned
[Crossroads - DonMcLean]

Sunday, April 25, 2010

i write [blue]


i think i'm just a shade of blue.
that melanchonic blue,
that flat plain old boring melanchonic blue
that what u see is what u get blue

i think i'm like the different shades of blue
that playful blue with a tinge of turquoise with coral swirls
that bold blue, quick to be angered, quick to smile.
that sky blue, with the clamness of the sky, with puffy clouds drifting by
that blue with hues of red, like e setting of the sun, with that little bit of regret that a wonderful day has just gone by

i am that blue
that boring blue
that different shades of blue

Friday, April 23, 2010

this was our story - past tense

I followed you down beneath the earth, past the pipes and the steam. Down. Down. Down. Until it grew hot and light turned back, to the air. Down. Down. Down. Darkness joined us, following me, following you. Down. Down. Down. Until we reached the heart of a world that didn’t know it had one.

I turned around and came back. Here.

Years later. I am not sorry I followed you. Only that I didn’t stay.

via iwrotethisforu


beyond this newfound inner peace n happiness

there is always this guilt, trapped somewhere, trying to break free

i needed to find a reason

to convince myself that what i did was right

no matter how selfish it was, i just didn't want to hurt anymore

so first i chose silence, then it slowly grew to hate.

it was as if i needed to convince myself of a reason to hate

ironically, i needed to find myself a reason to forgive too

a bagfull of contradictions

i bolted, i.n.s.t.i.n.c.t.i.v.e.l.y.

maybe, i just didn't want to see u

or maybe, it was to run away from the guilt of seeing u.

this is our story, this was our story, past tense.

istillcantletgo =(

it's a little funny, it's a little sad

it's a little sad

it's a little funny

how people can say they miss the times they spent together

but they don't miss the people in those times that was spent together.

because we'll all end up as strangers in the end..

Tuesday, April 20, 2010


“Madness is to think of too many things in succession too fast, or of one thing too exclusively.”
— Voltaire

Monday, April 19, 2010

because we are forced to conform to doublestandards,

because we have to be someone other then ourselves

which is also why,

i'm still at e losing end.

Tuesday, April 13, 2010


the feeling of surrealism is there

like it just haven't hit u yet

or maybe it's just too painful for u to ackowledge its presence


this word is so hard to bear.

Sunday, April 11, 2010

this is e reason, why i seek for love.

i don't know why...

but there's this fear,

when u talk abt the other half

there's this fear,

that one day, u wld leave me for the other half

there's this fear

that i would crash,

i would be standing by the side of the road, with a burning inferno


u leaving me. that is what i fear.

i don't know why.

爱是一个自私的念头 把寂寞消除的理由

The lift

The lift makes us all equals.
Business men, super models, rock stars, poor people, strange people, you and me.
We are all silent when confronted with each other.

Then we get out on our different floors (some higher, some lower) and carry on with our lives,
thankful we no longer have to deal with our own inhumanity.

via iwrotethisforu

Wednesday, April 07, 2010

there is, after all, no happily ever after.

it took 2 months for u to find out

it took years for me to break free

i dont know if it was too long or too short

because somethings just can't be measured.

like pain. like bittersweet pain.

n till today, i do wonder sometimes, undeniably

if things cld haf turned out better for us.

but as we all know

there is always, no happily ever after.

Thursday, April 01, 2010


“Through humor, you can soften some of the worst blows that life delivers. And once you find laughter, no matter how painful your situation might be, you can survive it.”

22 was filled with the littlest things

the little surprise celebration, the little gifts, e little messages, e random handshakes n smiles when ppl learnt that it was ur birthday.

22 岁的那一天,不知道为什么,怎么也高兴不起来。