It's all because of you

"It's all because of you"

... that I have a bias against a certain nationality

All the good guys have girlfriends and there are more females than males in the world.

Sometimes, people (i.e. I) have to accept that they might just not find a "special one".

All we need are the special oneS.

What is "the one" to you?

The One dream job?

Then One special love?

The One special place you belong to?

The One ...

Everyone has something they are running after. Don't you think? Whether you are religious, filthy rich or just an average bloke. We all run... Running for something.

*thinks of Usain running at 9+seconds for 100m. Amazing*

(this has been an insight to the way Sue-Anne links her random thoughts. Thank you and have a nice day)

desperation

"Desperation?"

"I don't love you, Im just horny" -random voice in head-

"Im not antisocial. Im just forever PMS-ing" -Ria-

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHA~!

I wanna just get checked into a mental hospital or just.. just... live life through tv

easy peasy

"Easy Peasy"

ouch~

Cyanide & Happiness @ Explosm.net

This is my heart and you broke it

"This is my heart and you broke it"

This was my heart

It broke into two

And then into many pieces

Lesson learnt: Nothing~

I'm sorry old screen of my laptop. I should have been more careful.

(I like flowers... I like the smell of the roses in Adelaide. I like to pick flowers from the ground 'cause even though they have fallen, they still stay so pretty~)

PS: Sue-Anne has a slight fever and may be slightly delusional.

I'm the guy friend who so happens to have boobies

"Im the guy friend"

No. Don't worry. Continue to tell me how hot that girl is.

Continue to tell me how sexy the car engine is.

Continue to whack me on the arm in a very "encouraging" manner.

Continue to complain how the girls in our batch weren't as hot as the girls in the lower batch to me.

Continue to think of me as a brother.

Yeah sure... go on... It's ok. Im used to it. Perhaps my looks deceive you into thinking that I'm a boy? I'm not sure... but sure... go on...

"Thanks"

My 100th emo post

"My 100th emo post"

Hell yeah... I can be mature.

It's just not fair that some people can still be ignorant.

Ignorance may be bliss for the ONE being ignorant but NOT the one being ignored~

Nope.

No Siree...

Let's see how many friends I lose by being detached and ignorant for a week.

Wait.

Guess what? I believe I already am!

I'm being mature but I need some answers babeh...

Some explanation...

explanation(S) to ... everything...

Who am I to you?

Who are you to me?

I want the world to walk around with signs with exactly those answers.

I have my mum, my dad, my brothers, my cousins, my aunts, my uncles, my grandparents etc. It's so simple.

But who really are the rest?

WHO?

Even when I sleep

"Even when I sleep"

I see myself crying

My conception is that everyone is in denial.

Everyone is running away.

From our feelings, our desires...

We use "goals" to push us forward. Hobbies to make us forget.

I feel myself blocking out so much... pushing away so much...

I use my work to conquer fear after fear.

Only the music playing through my ears allow me to forget~