December 2010
44 posts
tattoosturnmeon:
those days when you just feel like being a bitch..
Well if you looked like Megan nobody would mind you being a bitch.
Hi, just thought I’d get this off my chest.
To matrips who think that your lame pickup lines are going to work, wake the fuck up morons, they are NEVER EVER EVER going to.
“Hi, sorang je?” Kau buta kepe? Yes I am alone, does that bother you? Does it look like I need your sorry excuse of an existence to crouch into mine? No.
“Hi, nak gi maner ni?” I’m sorry,...
It’s been awhile since I got the feeling of looking forward to reading a text every time my phone rings. Since I can have completely new conversations that never seem to end. Since I laughed or smiled to myself in the train, totally disregarding the funny stares from fellow commuters.
Yup, it’s been a very long while.
That feeling you get when you unsnap your bra...
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Homg. I mean, I’m not the bustiest girl around but anybody with boobs will totally understand the feeling.
I’ve been learning to play the cello for the past couple of months now. Orchestra is taking up alot of my time, and I love every single second of it. Despite the burns on my fingers, the red marks on my chest and the constant lingering pain in my shoulder, yes, I love it.
I never knew I’d be the musically-inclined type. It’s addictive, just like drawing. It’s another...
Have you ever felt so nervous you feel like puking?
I guess some people will never truly appreciate what, or who they have until they get slapped in the face by reality.
I find it sad when people don’t take a moment to sit back and simply appreciate the fact that they’re alive.
Twentynine.
What I have learnt in the past month.
Life is fragile. One day you think you have everything you need in life, the next day you lose it all.
Appreciate all those around me more. My family and friends are so dear to me, the thought of losing any of them just breaks my heart.
Home is a wonderful place to be.
At the same time, my wanderlust is getting stronger by the day.
I am at a point in life...
Twentyseven.
Why am I doing this 30 day challenge.
Simple. It’s something called writer’s block. We all get it sometimes. What I get more of is creative block actually, which is so frustating. I want to be productive and churn out drawings by the dozen everyday but then my mind doesn’t cooperate! Anyway I digress.