Bye summer 2014..
Random pic of me when I was 18.
Youth slipping past me, cannot live life being too sober all the time.
W: I stil rmbr ur short hair days
M: the days when u dk what’s a blowjob
M: and now u wanna take estacsy
M: growing up ah!
Tho, be smart about it.
Can’t wait to try more clubs cause the one I went to ytd had bad music and a… Boring crowd. And this unimpressive deejay who was trying so hard that I just kept giving replies like “idk. Why don’t u just ask my friend”
And the shots were so blah.
We places too much emphasis on what makes us happy. Most of the time, the sadness/emptiness isn’t even worth the illusion of happiness.
Plenty of reasons not to commit to anything
Plenty of reasons to commit as well
I’m not stronger than yesterday. Instead, I am weaker because I’m increasingly cynical about romantic feelings.
A guy friend ytd lamented “she say she liked me a lot yet it didn’t work out. So what will eh?” For the nth time.
Which reminds me another male friend went “if she’s single means she likes somebody who doesn’t like her back while she doesn’t like the one who likes her”
Sometimes I wonder if there’s a jab to get rid of these annoying hormones getting in my way of life. Unnecessary attraction and unwanted attention can either spices up life or waste hella loads of your time.
Ps: loving my sleek palette given by chel
I kissed you when I kissed him.
Drowned in your taste instead of his.
The promises of what ifs..
Oh, begins the lullaby of assumptions
Serenading our kisses and reality>
I miss M !!