My dear, what lies beneath your painful gaze?
That thought of mournful loneliness.
Cold touches of warm lust,
And painless shrieks of happiness
Coated with fine, white sugar crystals and
Insanely lighted candle wax dripping,
Dripping, dripping down my head.
No touch can consume that fixated gaze that made me
Freeze in that warm, summer night.
It was like a dream, a winter dream of warmth and
Of hope, but how can there be hope in winter?
There is only hopeful coldness.

Let go of your joy, my friend, and let go, only to replace
Your joy with ecstasy.
With merriment.
With wedding bells.

Isn't it the same thing?

My friend, you have gone insane.
You are not stable, my fair lady, my fair man,
My fair judge, my fair role model.

(:

I love insane ramblings of disheartened poetry and prose. Amusement and
Letting loose. My first love- the love of language and my second love- the love of picture art and creation,
Which was why I put so much into modeling previously. Sing, my friend, sing the long song, your year late song and your year late dream.

I have always been careful to expose particles of myself in life, for I have acquired the knowledge that exposure led to vulnerability. Of course, it is perfectly fine if you don't mind getting hurt, but that is a choice. What is the reward and what is the punishment?

Raw fish can have a good taste for some people because rawness is tenderness, and tenderness has the same meaning as love. Tender as twines and fir cones and tendrils and another note, lustful young leaders. Raw and your meaningless artworks of merriment and sore affection. Dry up like wet tissues turned cold and mouldy, and wither like raw flowers of chrysanthemum. There is still hope. Sometimes I fall into your trap as well, and I have only myself to blame. Get out, be untangled, it is only by choice.

But these are other people. I can choose my own exposure. (: we can be strong.

I want my story. I wanna throw all the paint I can. I wanna have the most colorful experience. For me.

I love the feeling I get after running! I FEEL EXTREMELY RECHARGED AND SO EXCITED! Honestly, the reason why I participate in this activity is because of the mental and physical benefits I would receive as a reward. Oh my goodness, I LOVE RUNNING! IT IS AMAZING. I feel extremely in control of myself, especially mentally. I especially love how I overtook another just now, as this sport definitely trains you mentally. Honestly, in the past, when I used to run so much, I did feel tired sometimes but my mental strength was so strong. However, after being in my current industry and also drinking the water, honestly, it really helps so much. Truthfully, I really do not believe it is psychological, but instead, physical as well! I CAN DO IT!!! GONNA SLEEP!

Contemplation is required to be an ongoing process in life. We need to contemplate about consequences before partaking in particular actions. Being on an auto pilot mode is strictly a no-go, as this has the tendency to destroy many human beings. The scary thing is that this is a gradual process, not an immediate one. In other words, it will be a slow death. I am sure one wouldn't wish to lose their humanity and sanity in most cases yeah. Contemplate and process before you post ridiculous things on Facebook. I have little tolerance for people who do that in reality as it reflects a lot about their flawed generic makeup. It's not nice!

Anyway, opportunity cost is the cost of the next best alternative good forgone. When your opportunity cost is high, please make the best of it! Come on girl! (: I always loved this theory, I need to apply it fully!

There's a reason why I gave up my Uni slots in SMU and NUS. I never posted this online before in detail, especially in August, where it was difficult. why I did this was because I saw an opportunity in my job. Times may be slow sometimes and high at times, and sometimes actions do not mirror intentions and we end up drooping, but there's this goal. There is this desire to never cave in to leave incompleted in the task that I wanna do. There is this need I have in me that makes me wanna persevere despite facing difficulties, and sometimes my actions don't tally and results don't. We all will find ourselves. Correct actions. there is a dream, and dreams are things that keep us going. Monotony is a trap. It is like quicksand. I wanna succeed. I need to go running for that drive! (: