Sharing is Fucking

Okay… I’m going to share my self-loathing, self-degrading and self-esteem crunching abilities with… err… myself. Here goes…It’s all yours…me. I’m not gonna say a word or defend myself. I need the beatings.

“So you blog and then hope that whoever that you write or wrote to would read it? – Dream on.

So you made the F5 button your favourite key hoping that some new things are going to happen – When the pigs fly.

So you listen to songs that konon-konon paints the picture that you’re currently in? – Sad fuck

So what do you expect? Miracle?

If I was there in person I’ll beat you up to pulp. You are one of the reasons why I’m ashamed of being a human.

Get a grip. Get a fucking grip. Being nice to others in the hope that… I don’t even want to type that word as it disgusts me… is the stupidest thing anyone could ever do.

Dude, I’m so pissed at you until I don’t know what else to say. Swearing at you is like bonking a beauty who cares nothing about how she looks.

I really wish that I could take your life with my bare hands. Not to help you but to make up for God’s mistake in unleashing you in this world.

Whatever shit that you’re hallucinating about is not and will never come to life. How I know? Because I will personally ensure that it wouldn’t.

Fock The World Or You'll Fuck Your Life Up

I came across a crying soul who was questioning about marriage.

Marriage for me is… two different individuals co-existing together.

It’s so cool and simple that you don’t even have to think twice about.

You like her she likes you.
He/she is a great pal who I can talk/discus/debate with, chill with, have wild/sensuous sex with…
In short someone who I can and don’t mind sharing my sleeping space with.

Done deal.

Fine, fulfil or parents’ wish for a reception and all the shit that comes with it – after putting up to shit you gave them for the past 25 or 32 years, they deserve it.

It has nothing to do with customs/unwritten rules/whatever shits that people have been/going to say/tell/advice you about.

So fuck your aunties/uncles/best friends/best friends’ cousin’s aunties. They were created to create/bring misery to our lives. Wedding for them is = grand reception, pictures in magazines whatever shit. They are using your wedding as an excuse to brag with their friends. Either that or a joint to pick boys/men/granddaddies.

The moment you stop and thought about whether co-existing is an option is also the time you should move on to better things in life.

Circumstances?

What circumstances? This no Dave and Carmen Show or Britney and whatever that dude is. This is your freaking live.

Fuck everyone else because of these two things:

1) It’s your freaking live.
2) It’s you who are living it.

Benci Tapi Rindu

Some songs are perfectly crafted for you and the situation that you're in, well, almost... Damn you my fifth All Saints.

Talk to me baby, I'm listening
Lie down and tell me what's on your mind
What exactly did he do to make you cry this time?
Well, I will be your comforter, I will make it right
He cast a shadow on your heart and I will bring back your light
Come in, I see he's hurt you again, when you are in pain, I'm in pain
That's part of being a friend but this is a special case
I held my feelings back because of him and now I can see it more than ever
I made a big big big, big mistake
I don't mean to disregard your feelings but I think that he's a fool
He don't know how sensitive you are and baby that just ain't cool
I'm just glad, I can be there for you when you need a helping hand
When deep inside my heart from the start I know I should've been your man

Not Well

I know I'm not well when.

I rather stay up and wait, for nothing, when the bed is calling.
I have so may things to say but to no one.
My chest is heavy
Nothing really means anything.
Hopelessness seems like hope.
I could hear my heart beating
I feel like a little boy being denied his requests/rights
I can't speak my heart
Everything seems like going against me.
Keeping my eyes wide open is becoming a burden

I need help, or maybe a hug

Kata-Kata Hikmah

This is some of my favourites:

If a man hasn't discovered something that he will die for, he isn't fit to live - Martin Luther King

When a fellow says, "It ain't the money but the principle of the thing," it's the money - F McKinney Hubbard

The right to be heard does not include the rights to be taken seriously - Hubert Humprey

Committee is a group of people who individually can do nothing but as a group decide that nothing can be done - Fred Allen

When we can't dream any longer, we die - Emma Goldman

Hell is not in torture; Hell is in an empty heart - Kahlil Gibran

Looking For It

Six posts in two days? I surely need a doctor, or a life...

whenever i'm alone with you
you make me feel like i am home again
whenever i'm alone with you
you make me feel like i am whole again

whenever i'm alone with you
you make me feel like i am young again
whenever i'm alone with you
you make me feel like i am fun again

however far away
i will always love you
however long i stay
i will always love you
whatever words i say
i will always love you

Robert James Smith (21 April 1959)

Picture This

A man
A girl
A situation
A hallucination

A man meets a girl.
She got style, pretty, smart with an A for attitude and dedication.
Him, he epitomise average-ness, kinda pleasant, more concerned about his passion than how he present himself, sloppy, thinks that he’s funny, bla…bla…bla…
Man worked with the girl and discovers more of her.
Girl is attached and man is tied down. Life’s good.
Man however listened to too much of Nick Drake and started to develop a wish.
Girl stays focused while Man slowly being swallowed into this fantasyland he’s slowly constructing.
Man tells girl about his fantasy land and girl said to throw it out of the window.
Man obliged
Man thought he’s over it.
Man actually shifted his focus towards the smallest of the smallest things as his fix.
Smiles, movement of the lips, anything and everything.
Man knows it’s only him
Man refuses to accept the fact and kept his hopes afloat.
Girl unknowingly kicked Man when he was already down, not once but a fair share of times
Man a fighter… okay, man a moron.
Man goes on
People up there pity Man and made his wish come true.
Man so happy
Girl tell Man her attachment looked shaky
Man sad and Man constructed another wish.
Man wishes that Girl will be happy.
Man will be destroyed if Girl’s not happy.
We asked Man why so, Man said: “Some people made the choice to love a person who doesn’t love them as much. Me, I made the choice to love that person.”

Dude, that’s freakin corny.