I think writing about yourself, is a pretty pompous thing to do. Lets just say Im not much of a people person. Period.


Amir
Ayuni
Bren
Carmen
Cheri
Joe Win
Jue
Leen
Lee en
Marina
Shamini
Shaowen
Sherri

Stay.

I write about you so excessively its practically distilled in my fucking veins, and there are moments where I get disconnected and my first thoughts are you. Sub-conscious, consciously I really dont know. I do know that Im sick of it, and the worse part is, is that I want to and I know it.

You try your best to be guarded, but you're an open book instead. I was an open book, and you read me well. Stripped away all my words with just one look. God I hate that look, that whole longing/I want you look. Just wasnt meant for me.

This blog is getting too emolicious. And I feel far more disconnected than Ive ever felt and more than half of my morbid thoughts said aloud were never really lies. You get so good at pretending that you pretty much fool yourself to thinking that you're okay in the end.

I guess its better that way, isnt it? People get tired of the moanings and obscenities and the silence after awhile. So here's what you do, take out that smile from the box on your dressing table and plaster it on. Do the occasional laughter and smiles to show that you're interested in conversations. Talk about things you already know the answers to and most of all, act like you want to be there. Act like you want to be here.

Randoms. Randoms make me happy. Which is very unusual/uncommon with Jihan.

And lastly cause Princess Sophia makes my day. Im getting myself one, that whole strong silent type.

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