seasons out of time
There is no remembrance of men of old,
and even those who are yet to come
will not be remembered
by those who follow.
Saturday, August 28, 2010
Honesty is overrated. Think about it. Think about the motivation behind "being honest". It's a licence to get away with whatever you're doing without judgement. It's justifying your actions so you can have a clear conscience about whatever you're doing. Like, hey! I had been honest with you right from the start. Fk that. No one gets away with lacks of decency just by giving you the heads up.
I have to be the unluckiest person in the world when it comes to this. I mean, this is a variation of the same thing isn't it? Twice? Two out of two?For goodness' sake. Everything happens for a reason. So wtf is the reason for this bad luck of mine?
Friday, August 20, 2010
I hate how I don't see you but still hear about you. So-and-so came out with us last night... So-and-so is sooo nice... So-and-so works in xxx... Oh for goodness' sake. Stop mentioning him. All of you. It's the helplessness I cannot stand. I've never been the damsel type I suppose though I'd love to be, and sometimes act the part. The downfall of the modern woman. We've been conditioned by feminism to embrace this so called equality and stand up for ourselves. It's the helplessness I cannot stand. I hear about your comings and goings... And then what? Then nothing. I'm out of sight out of mind, while you, you linger. As though I don't obsess enough to begin with. For some inexplicable reason, I get a tightness in my chest whenever I hear your name.
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
i know for a fact that this will go away i know from history that this will eventually go away this being the feeling but the thoughts won't will they? everytime i see that poster on the bus i'll think of you everytime i pass by that corner shop i'll think of you everytime i go out i'll think of you hell, right now, everytime i'm not doing anything i think of you i'm pretty screwed aren't i? there's no escaping this memory because you happen to be the first
Tuesday, December 01, 2009
Borders is closing. Birth of a new era? Or just death of an old era? Then again, most die gradually. They deteriorate slowly even if we don't see it. Blood pressure remains normal even if you've lost lots of blood. Things are slowly changing and dying even if on the surface it's not obvious. No one should be surprised at the turn things have taken. It's probably been a long time coming. And hey, if the old doesn't go, the new won't come.
Sunday, November 22, 2009
I saw fm at waterstones' costa today! First in more than a year even tho I've been working in the same (almost) hospital for the last 4 months. To be fair I only had a glance. Didn't dare to risk a proper look in case I get caught staring. Oh-so-sad. Sad as in pathetic, not sorrowful.
Thursday, April 02, 2009
it was scary that i felt like i was going to cry when she slipped away. it was scarier that moments later i was fine.
Sunday, March 29, 2009
life happened to us all. those were the days of loving silently, of loving "when existence or when hope is gone", of loving unconditionally. those were the days of innocence. those were the days that are now gone. no one loves just because anymore. no one loves in spite of anymore. do we even love anymore? life has corrupted us all. we came, saw and were conquered. we learnt to take it seriously - too seriously. we think too much, and feel too little. life happened, and love grew old.
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