the glorious past;
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SPEAK;

Tuesday, January 15, 2008

I'm at sucha loss.
Why do some people have so little regard for what they say? They can sound so sincere one moment and yet retract it the next... Or is it the person that they have little regard for?
You tore me apart by going back on 3 weeks worth of constant reassurance and promises. Why are your words so cheap? Why can't you for once let me prove to people around that I'm not a fool?
I overlooked, embraced, accepted and forgave cause of an inexplicable feeling I have for you. I still believe deep down there's still a part of the 'you' I used to love, that's not lost - the side I saw for the past 3 weeks.
I didn't even have a chance to embark on the new journey you promised me.
Can you please not let me be wrong about you this time?
Please?
If higher powers do exist, please, show me it pays to practice the love you preach about.
I don't know how many more of such acute attitude and decision changes can I take.
It just isn't fair.
I was watching L Word and Bette said no one ever died from a broken heart.
Well, I think I'm about to be the first. I can literally feel the heartache and my tear ducts won't spare me.
If you have a heart... Let it be made of flesh and blood.
Someday baby, someday, I believe, we'll dream of blue skies, calm seas, fine sands and a colourful kite soaring in the sky again.

The only things that are keeping me sane these days are Mambo, alcohol and maybe youtube & blogging.
I'm so gonna make myself an alcoholic. I know it's stupid but whoever said I was ever logical anyway?
Few beers a day keep your depression at bay.
Now, I need a drinking kaki. Anyone?
So looking forward to Wednesday by the way.

And the judge and the jury
They all put the blame on me
They wouldn't go for my story
They wouldn't hear my plea
Only you can set me free
Cause I'm guilty (guilty!)
Guilty as a girl can be
Come on baby can't you see
I stand accused of love in the first degree~~~

Hoho.

\champagne kisses
6:03 PM
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