K, Liping
Lp / Yvonne
moodswings , hyper , exuberant
, vivacious , mean .
its not about the big things. The great gestures, the public displays of affection. It’s all the small things, pieced together one by one. Like a puzzle, it’s no fun unless the pieces are small and the challenge is high. The little things in life are what makes life worth living. Making memories, one step at a time.
ON CONSTRUCTION or dead
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This is not the end,still on construction!
One of a kind
life is like a box of crayons. most people are the 8-color boxes, but what you're really looking for are the 64-color boxes with the sharpeners on the back. i fancy myself to be a 64-color box, though i've got a few missing. it's ok though, becos i've got some more vibrant colors like periwinkle at my disposal. i have a bit of problem though in tt i can only meet the 8 color boxes. Does any one else have tt problem ? i mean there are so many different colors of life, of feeling , of articulation.. so when i meet someone who's an 8-color type.. im like '' hey, boy magenta!'' and he's like , '' oh, you mean purple!'' and he goes off on his purple thing, and im like '' no - i want magenta! ''
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K;its all part of growing up , right ?
shades of pain tt comes easy . paper tiger ! paper tiger ! breatheee ! & paper tiger !
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not alone
Monday, November 2, 2009 7:03 PM
im not alone .
Am i all alone in this ? you ans this for me .
they say to keep trying and trying. Because you’ll never know until you try. Risk that fall or do nothing at all. But, what if you’ve tried so many times and yet the outcome is still the same? And now, trying harder becomes a fear, a phobia.
the arguments for and against and all the act of resisting or fighting against by an argument doesnt seems t work . you ask for a set of reasons since a piece of reasoning isnt enough , For you . all tt never ending commanding n ordering is getting me sick,tired n really fcked -up . i could tell you have enough of my shit , ohyeah .. so have i !
im hating you more n more as each day go by coz you fking screw me up , nt my life but me . insulting n critisizing yr own sister sounds gd to you but definitely nt for me . think i'll b grateful t you ? fat hope .
you knw , at this point of time . you really wish that person will b right here for you but hey , do you see him around coz i dont .
everything use t b OUR problem but now it seems like its for me t settle on my own . but wht abt yr problem ? it still looks like ours .
“When i text you, that means i miss you. When i don't text, that just means i'm waiting for you to miss me. ♡ Tell me wht does it mean when you dont ?
to ppl out there who thinks your life is fked up juz becoz your mum is nagging at you . you think your life is really bad ? hahaha . though i knw im nt leading the most unfortunate life ..
walk a mile in my shoe ( :
the cracks in the concrete are just reminders that you’ll fall apart no matter how strong you are. The world breaks everyone, and afterwards, some are strong at the broken places… im a strooo000OOOOng girl , right ?
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