if i never see your face again ...
then i will find you and love you once more
time after time

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

......

I am sitting at my desk. Mood = 0. Motivation = 0. There's work to do, but none is perking me up. All is despairing me.

My heart is trying to beat itself out of its rib cage. And I'm looking at the screen, the papers, in a lifeless-zombie-like expression.

Are you nervous?

A bit. Very much so. Actually, try freaking scared.

Why?

The irreversibility. The burden of responsibility. The potential to disappoint. The lack of wholehearted desire to change.

Now my tears are planning to start a waterfall.

fate was flirting ... at 12:30 PM
& tumbled down on 0 identities

` waiting to fly


    let's release the butterflies
    so they may fly
    and be united with
    their lovers
    honey i am here
    waiting to fly away
    with you

`like a bird

`far & away


`till im home

    picket-fenced house // a camera
    a notebook // a home theatre
    a puppy // a slim body
    silky hair // pain-free joints
    beanie cushion // beanie toys
    dumbbells // universal medical care
    environmental-friendly car
    Hogwarts's Room of Requirement
    beauty // brawn // brain