i went, i saw, they talked so did i.

it was good but i just can't face chinese right now.

things are ok i feel like some cells holding stress in my brain have evaporated and now only the memory of their previous inhabitance remains.

are we like a rainy day in summer?

it's warm and it's a good thing, but you can't help but feel that it's supposed to be cold and miserable.

why must i make everything turn to pain?

distilled down to teardrops and firebombs.

updates:

i am doing some really stupid things. i put a picture of yoda where the logo on my phone should be.

i have been dressing so 'preppy' lately i feel a bit disgusted.

i am not a pretty girl.

maybe there are things i should.

you have my attention wrapped around yr finger.