January 2012
85 posts
1 tag
To do list.
2:30PM- Go out to buy stuff (baking stuff and Japanese stuff.)
3PM- Start baking.
4:30PM- Go freshen up.
5PM- Wait for Amer.
5:30PM- Go out to buy her hooker heels or whatever she wants.
Evening/Tomorrow- Party hardy.
Hahaha, sounds like it’s gonna be an okay day.
December 2011
157 posts
3 tags
I gotta stop clicking "Publish".
Instead of “Answer Privately”.
.____________.”
mrdanh asked: if you don't have anybody to talk to. I'm a stranger you can talk to. if you need it.
Where are you Hoai? Where are you AyyZee?
When I really need to talk to someone.. You two aren’t there.. :/
The sound of a digital keyboard,
will never be as pure as the sound of an upright or grand piano.
mrdanh asked: why hello!
mrdanh asked: why hello
Teach me how to dougie.
wuhtkengee asked: .. BUBBLES POP.
wuhtkengee asked: I know I don't make sense. You destroyed my vocabulary.
wuhtkengee asked: Enormous Romantica
wuhtkengee asked: Horribly gorgeous.
wuhtkengee asked: Magnificent
wuhtkengee asked: Elegant.
wuhtkengee asked: Lovely.
wuhtkengee asked: Now. Right now. Just right now.
wuhtkengee asked: Jeez. Marry me please.
Absolute nonsense.
wuhtkengee asked: But roads can be endless, colorless if so.
wuhtkengee asked: .. Never ceased to impress me yet.
wuhtkengee asked: Oh, so you're an alien? Probe me please. <3
wuhtkengee asked: I got nothing to ask but to say Hi. Teehee.
I don't like listening to your songs.
The ones you do at least, Cause it ruins them for me. If I hear them, they’ll remind me of you. And that’s not good, Cause I like them. And I don’t want to delete them off of my iPod. So. I gotta listen, and mope around bout it. Thanks. .___.”
It would be easier for me to dislike her if she...
But damn, boy, she gawgeous.
Ahahaha.
Yeah, I still go on your page sometimes to see...
Just to see how you’re doing cause I don’t want to chat you up.
Oh the creepiness of Facebook. :3
I think the reason why I haven't started to feel...
There’s no one to share it with. No, I don’t mean a special someone, I mean, no family, no friends. Yes, I can say “Merry Christmas!” through Facebook or Tumblr or through text, but I can’t reach out to them and give them a hug. No true human warmth. No interaction. My parents and grandmother aren’t even home. And my younger brother’s in his room playing...
“Straight-up, now tell me ,
Do you really want to love me forever.
Oh, oh, oh....”
– J. Cole- “Work Out”
Those morning texts. Those late night calls. Those good night texts. Those “I love you”s. <3
I've simply..
Grown up.
Haha I'm happy.
I’m pretty sure I’m completely over you, now. :)
Sometimes, words don't define me. I define them.
Other times, vice versa.
Why does everything have to be so confusing.
Especially at this point of my life.
Let's dance.