it's all around

Truth is known only to its victims;
Life tells the biggest lies of all,
And draws wages from itself

Twisting Illusions

crack start

Franchesca, Ches
23 Sep 1991
SACian before
Thespian now


however long it seemed

I gazed up above
Counting every star
With hands grasp tightly
Wishing the fire would never burn out

I called, I screamed, I yelled
Not once did you turn
Now with my faded voice
I longed for illusions

Even if it's a lie,
Tell me what i want to hear


Lies OUT

Christine Teo

David

Esther Tay

Hui Shuang

Jasmine Foo
Jingle Bells
Justina Gay

Kel Lim
Kel Relationshits

Leon
Lynn

Rachel

Sherri Chong
Serene
Skye

Wendy

曲翔之


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Thursday, 9 June 2011

Silent is a common trait. It's everywhere. At times, silence meant everything. However, many a time, silence meant trouble. How like peace comes before a storm, right?

If we do not talk for some time, we get distant from each other (awkwardness creeps in too!), yet when we try to keep a conversation rolling, arguments break out. Arguments that start easily but no end. The only way to stop the argument is to have one party walking off or leaving the conversation. Whenever I give in, I am deemed as being sarcastic. How ironic! I gave up arguing since last Friday. I totally gave up. Now when arguments come, just make things my fault and end the argument alright? I am tired. If you call me sarcastic, insincere or whatever, I don't mind. Just, PLEASE, no more arguments.

My jokes knives that hurt you. Yours are an insult to me. So question, what humors the both of us at the same time?

Honestly, if someone questioned my feelings, I wouldn't know how to answer anymore. With arguments everyday, I don't know what my feelings are. I cannot give a definite answer when my emotions are all over the place.

I hesitated to blog because even though this is my diary, you'll come questioning me about my diary. If more questionings are going to head in my direction, I'll either change the link or just write a personal diary. Sorry.

I am exhausted. If I'm not shopping tomorrow, I want to sit somewhere or just walk.