a normal day in sch & went t meet my dearest momsie cuz & brah for dinner.

feeling so full right nw so bad I couldn't get to slp.

tnight's dinner's gonna be my last binge,

starting frm tml I gotta cut down on food before I turn into a fatty.

all the cny's calories are finally here knocking on the door.

I'm nw officially 3kg heavier :(

photoshoot on saturday.

it's hopeless.

one day diet tomorrow wouldn't be of much help.

so screwed, x

 

 

Chill drinking with the boys and D last night at our usual.

 Beer played its part again,

so hungover.

It wasn't chill at all.

fml. I need soup

determined to start working out again.

today's day 1 & it went really great.

miss those times whereby I used to swim everyday.

not gonna swim this time round cos it has been raining recently.

gonna start to love running and gymming.

it's tgif but I'm gonna pass alcohol for awhile

in return for completing my big pile of assignments.

x

Everything's a lie.

It feels like a beautiful dream I've woken up from,

a scenery that turns out to be a piece of dead painting,

a fallacy, a fake fantasy.

Thanks for everything,

Thanks for proving me right again when all I hope is to be proven wrong.

Thanks for adding up the bullshits I've already had,

seriously just... thanks man, thanks.

I can't breathe.
I'm sucha fool.

You had my heart,

and now you don't.

You occupied my mind,

and then you're gone.

You made me feel safe,

and now you don't.

You said "I'm here to stay",

and then you're gone.

You loved me,

when I couldn't love myself.

Thought you're fixing me,

and now you're gone.

Just like coffee and cigarettes,

we belong together.

For all we know,

they're better off without each other.

Looking back at my old tumblr only to realize that,

I was so open up to things, you know,

like, I was never afraid of getting hurt.

I expressed my feelings openly, I believed in 2nd chances,

I opened up my heart and poured out my feelings, placed my heart on my sleeves,

as if everything's gonna be reciprocated back to me.

Perhaps it was all these optimism,

that landed me the way I am now.

0144 h r s ; take me to your sidewalk

 

s'funny how day by day, nothing changes, but when you look back, everything's different.