I'm couched in thoughts i shouldn't get close to.
I'm taking my chances.
When we're so high up the ferris wheel, they drown my laughter in the ozone.
'no..' i say as you unlock the rusted latch, 'what if i fall?'
I imagine you waving goodbye with guilt and helplessness - that sinister smile which was once innocent. Ot's mixed up with the images of you catching me, breaking my fall.
When reality's so surreal, I put on the dress and join the play.
Only, I'm uncertain of my role.
"I'll be whatever you want me to be" i say.
Forgetting how strong she once stood alone, clenching her self convenant to not let the world destruct her identity.
"Go for it. You'll be just fine." The voice reverberates.
She protects herself with a butterfly-knotted white silk ribbon.
The fangs come closer.
Take my hand and we will run away. Looking back i realise, you were never there. Kavi come over for dress up:D
Lunacy
Glued shoes much?
Hey Ina hey what's up, you're so hot you burn me up ;)
Ziming and Izzy :D
Iz looks like he's gonna sneeze.
Hey Kavi hey what's up, can I have your autograph?(:
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Sunday night was an experience waaay different from what i thought it'd be.
It alleviated my phobia of the lights&lasers prancing around in an enclosed sauna tuna-packed with perspiring people shaking their arses off like a peacock would for the peahens.
& you're there, amidst the booming music penetrating its way through your heartbeat, finding youself becoming one of them.
IdentityYou put your hands up and pretend that you are really in another realm, another world without fears (of examinations). Girls in their 2cm square clothings stare you down, like girlfriends of stolen boyfriends. You press forward as they push their way through,
press, press forward into infidelity.
Guilt
The text messages pour in, they question your whereabouts. You panic for a second but decides to shut it and pursue what's infront first.
Superficiality
You realise you have to come back to this world. 0130am you run down like Cinderella - terribly behind time.
Behind everything real.
Truth
You leave behind the lights and sounds, and return to your little place.
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National Day Celebrations
Washed in red
Kudos to Natalie Chin
herbonestructure.xanga.com (:
Terribly sorry babe about the delay on Friday, i had a blast with you still!
Thanks for all those directions and random talk ;D
This so deserves a part 2.
Outdoors:
I wish my espression was a little more intense ):
Love this much too babe(:
Reminds me of the countless talk you had to make before my splash was 'perfect' and powerful.
Indoors:
I never thought i could do a non un-glamorous jumpshot, i was wrong(:
This is my FAVOURITEEEE
(clue: curtain)
I'll bring you to wonderland,
& you shall take me to Neverland.
XOXO
Hey unloving,
I will love you.
But i forgot how to.
Put on your brake lights, we're in the city of wonders.
Let's do stuff behind the curtains(:
EoM is... a presentation of the INDIVIDUAL student's ability to analyse and evaluate research literature in relation to the chose project.
MY FOOT.
MY EARS.
HIS HAIR.
YOUR EYES.
THEIR NOSES.
EoM is.... stupid.