Saturday, April 28, 2007
InwardConfloption
Late nights, running away, laughters, tears.
Concealing from the right and wrong.
Frantic rummaging of the escape passage.
I've never perceived how much I miss these so much.
Friday, April 27, 2007
InwardConfloption
Two hundred Pounds Beauty! Okay. I've finally caught it (with Robb) and I'm satisfied now. Sooo satisfied. =)
Robb says he feels that I'm under some hormonal mutation and I must be engaged in some cat fights to get my swelled up left eye. And i swear, Robb's bloated with plush. He spends fcuking much a day. Can die you know.
Bin has gotten his bikey! I don't even own a piece of license. I resemble a tragic scene. =( I don't like.
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
InwardConfloption
The obnoxious incubus's the cause of my beam wearing into a vanishing point. Don't leave me here.
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
InwardConfloption
Genie, I know you ain't no fictional. And I can feel your existance. Genie, please make me a skinny bitch when tomorrow comes.
InwardConfloption
Self compose a text.
Don't step back. I'm standing right behind your feet.
Good at duplicating, Mine's a counterfeit.
Just the way you adore.
Feel me even when I can't see myself.
Barriers destroyed.
Leave them untouched.
Learn to keep the uninviting barriers broken.
Meanwhile, I'm leaning here. Indulging my soul into your piece of theme.
Saturday, April 21, 2007
InwardConfloption
The eyes refuse to shut -I haven't slept. This totally disgust me. I'm at my wits' end, I need to play with these insane individual hallucination mind games just to get the basic optimum amount of sleep. I see the sky changes its light, the sun raise, the lamplights dim, I see stars fade through the naked eyes like a compulsory routine. Why can't I be like any other normals? Currently, I'm under medication. I reckon, it's not assisting me in anyway. I can't sleep. I can't sleep. I need some help so much.
Something's not right, my health's not right. And the biological clock in me creeks in silent dialogue.
InwardConfloption
Bus stand. Just the bus stand blueprints. This simple, I love simple love.
Thursday, April 19, 2007
InwardConfloption
Today's purely occupied with the Sa1s and the tutee. Sa1s which comes in so rare for me when all are within the very district. Oh yes. Today marks the day I get to sight Bin and Lewis getting at their best in the driver seat :) Bin's my first to drive me! (Ayee, as in someone near my age.)
I want to driveee sooooooooooon!
I want to driveee sooooooooooon!
When you know you're in there, no matter where's the living soul.
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
InwardConfloption
I wish he could see
How beautiful he is to me
I wish i could stay out of his way
But thats much too hard for me
I wish we could fly away
On a paper airplane
He tells me everything
Calls me his martin luther king
Says he's good at running far
I tell him everything
Call him by the wrong name
Say i'm good at chasing stars
I wish we could fly away
On a paper airplane
I wish we could fly away
On a paper airplane
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
InwardConfloption
The way to live is to live like you were dying.
InwardConfloption
Im still reading, still reading that long abandoned journal. Journal's two years old. Journal's stagnant. Journal signifies so much, more than just average memories. Don't cap it like how you did to another.
Monday, April 16, 2007
InwardConfloption
You want me to choose to pretend. Look, how weak are we till today. Right, your words count.
Not only me. Even you, even you have the capacity to trigger my tearducts after all this while. Your words hit like bricks on me.
Goodbye, friend.
Sunday, April 15, 2007
InwardConfloption
Upside down topsy turvy love. & a new baby from Eugene.
Jossy's a jubilant kid =)
Friday, April 13, 2007
InwardConfloption
Done with the new template. It's about time I hop to bed. Goodnight. & Eugene, I can't wait to see you. Its been four days mind you.
Digressing, This is totally gripping! We can all now blog in Hindi please! So this is how Eugene and my name look like =D
एउगेने (Eugene) & जोस्स्य (Jossy).
Andddddd, that lady makes me wanna laugh so hard. Never mind this :/
InwardConfloption
Today fits just right. Mummy, Happy Birthday =)
Dig in, then chew, shed the flesh rations into the drain.
Dig in, then chew, shed the flesh rations into the drain.
Thursday, April 12, 2007
InwardConfloption
Feel. Feel like you're in here. Allow me. Allow me to hitch a ride on your toes.
Aviate.
Collide with the stars above, drown us with amour.
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
InwardConfloption
Sacked early and this explains why I'm staring right into this rectangular box at this nick of time. Was browsing through emails sent by Eugene -They'll never cease my smile like a roadblock. Nothing's as cloying compared to heartfelt tidings.
That expression; I see our smile in the sunlight.
On the other hand, it seems redundant yet its the kind of source which feeds me with updates. I'm contemplating if I should just shut off my friendster account.
That expression; I see our smile in the sunlight.
On the other hand, it seems redundant yet its the kind of source which feeds me with updates. I'm contemplating if I should just shut off my friendster account.
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
InwardConfloption
Why does he always have to acclimate with her abrupt temperamental contractions?, she asked herself.
In fact, you ought to be the one engaging in destruction of our sphere.
Monday, April 09, 2007
InwardConfloption
It's Sweet Tenth Baby ♥ YOU-GENE.
I thought sometime alone was what we really needed
you said this time would hurt more than it helps but I couldn't see that
I thought it was the end of a beautiful story
and so I left the one I loved at home to be alone
and I tried to find out if this one thing is true
that I'm nothing without you
I know better now.
I'd rather have bad times with you, than good times with someone else
I'd rather be beside you in a storm, than safe and warm by myself
I'd rather have hard times together, than to have it easy apart
I'd rather have the one who holds my heart.
Saturday, April 07, 2007
InwardConfloption
Check this out.
OMFG. SHE'S DEADHOT AWESOME TO THE BRIM. HOW CUTEEEEEE =)
InwardConfloption
What has she not done enough?
They risked the plunge and layed those darts. Thus, why doesn't he paint some colours in the language of love.
Pardon her candor of words spoken. They slash hard. In them, she finds herself seek ing a pinch of solace.
He will never know, never will he conceive what suffocates her inside.
They've never taken the time to read what's in store for them. And they can never comprehend.
Dugged a crack and to hold in this given place. In there, she perceives those unkept affirmations with her naked eyes.
Friday, April 06, 2007
InwardConfloption
I've got my second ink done =)
yaaarrrrrrbbaaadaarrrbaadooooo !!
Monday, April 02, 2007
InwardConfloption
I'm thinking of getting inked again. But nothing seems to blend in with my current dermal pigmentation =( This is saddening. I'm dying for major enlightenments from someone demiurgical.
I want it. & I will get it. (I think.)
And again, if Shakespeare were a tattooist, we'd appreciate bodyarts more.
A tattoo is a true poetic creation, and is always more than meets the eye. As a tattoo is grounded on living skin, so its essence emotes a poignancy unique to the mortal human condition.
~V. Vale and Andrea Juno
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