when i feel troubled.. i realised i like to clean my room...

clear out the wardrobe, the random drawers and scrub the floor...

throw out things, in the hope that i'll throw out my emotions...

my room's sparkling.. i'm hoping my heart is...

if only things were that simple.

when u're alcohol intoxicated,

you say things you really want and would never dared say when u're sober...

it's funny how that mechanism in your mind works...

but i'm glad i did... cos i've been wanting to say that for awhile...

sometimes when i meet people i disliked, i wish i was drunk...

so i can stop pretending to be nice...

it's a pretentious world and industry i live in... hah.

how does anyone stay happy all the time anyway?

bright and cheery...

even neon light-sticks go out in 8 hours..

and darkness falls..

and you end up back to where you were from the beginning...

i realised that love is like a disease that no one wants to get rid of...

those who catch it never try to get better...

those who suffer from it... do not wish to be cured...

it's so damn dumb! but when we love...

we always end up looking like the stupidest person in the world.

why do we wanna look stupid?

i even despise stupid people...

Unlike fairy tales,

in real life, love has to be possible.

Even if it’s not returned right away,

love can only survive when the hope exists that you will

eventually be able to win over the person you desire.

so what happens when u lose that hope?

and you're just going through the motions...

wanting to give up.. but can't bear to....

so maybe... love is nothing more than just the foolishness of our childhood fairytales...

and probably it's time... we all woke up.

rise and shine... pretty face!