![]() alynna On the 3rd of November 1988, a baby was highly eager to see the world but now wishes she can just snuggle under her quilt and sleep the days away... That's me. I'm nineteen, Malaysian but studying down under now in Brisbane. Get ahold of me: (CURRENT) Australia: +61413852698
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Events ahead:
12th - 20th December China trip 2nd January KL-Taipei-LA-Sacramento The Fall: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 So-called poetry: Timeline Cupid's arrow is missing a target Untitled Hating to love you Pass the heart Bitter escape Take me home Trust The mates: Alysha Averdim AZN geek Dwayne Emcee David Heng Kai Ian Liew Kuan Chien Kyels Max Merv Sa-chan Swifty The Zebra Trinity Vincent Lighter reading: Angelique Black Jetta David LeBovitz Dawn Eyeris Fire Angel Hantu Bola Joyce the Fairy Kenny Sia KY Linus Linnaeus Liz Loong Michael Ooi Overheard in New York Red Marbles Timothy (B. Stewie) Viewtru Wanster Heavier stuff: A Beautiful Revolution Abby Adam Bar Maid Deborah Deirdre Karen Cheng Lorcan Minishorts Otto Post Secret Su Ann Suanie Waiter Rant Yasmin Ahmad Yuen Ai |
Cold, but I'm still here. Title from song by Evan's Blue He doesn't want her but he just won't let her go. (Stars: The Big Fight) My heart is so, so heavy. I can't just break this off. What started off a mundane habit, a fairytale picture, bordering on obsession, a reason to pick fights over, is now like the best, tired-looking sofa that you crash onto, which makes you forget that there are downs and deaths out in this world. I can't forget that I'd be more ignorant, concealed from the ugliness of politics and society without it. Or that it brings out the worst in people when they hear the truth. Yes, I loved him. I do love him. And I didn't care that I could tell the world about it here. And if you would've died of envy, I would've let you. Of course I had times when I doubted myself, doubted you, doubted anyone else. But with the clarity of words, or sometimes, merely upon sight of the written confessions materialising across the screen, everything becomes crystal and I know what I have to do. This is my bridge across the choppy sea, my ticket across the barren lands and ridges that stand simply to harm and silence the determination I thought i never had. Right now, I don't know how to walk away. Because I don't want to. This place brings me memories of my shadow that I have left behind, and has always been my destination when I'm broken, or even spilling with joy. I don't want to forget the person I used to be, and this is the best avenue for remembrance. I'm elsewhere, but I'm still here. Infinitely.
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