end of my first week of attachment.
man, i deal with shit.literally.
ALL kinds of it.
period.

but its all cool..

addicted-saving abel

I'm so addicted to
All the things you do
When you're going down on me
In between the sheets
All the sounds you make
With every breath you take
It's unlike anything
When you're loving me

Oh girl lets take it slow
So as for you well you know where to go
I want to take my love
and hate you till the end

It's not like you to turn away
From all the bullshit
I can't take
It's not like me to walk away

I'm so addicted too all the things
You do when you're going down on me
In between the sheets
All the sounds you make
With every breath you take
It's unlike anything
When you're loving me

Yeah

I know when it's getting rough
All the times we spend
Trying to make
This love something better than
Just making up again

It's not like you to turn away
All the bullshit I can't take
Just when I think I can walk away,

I'm so addicted to all the things
You do when you're going on me
In between the sheets
All the sounds you make
With every breath
It's unlike anything

I'm so addicted to the things you do
When you're going down on me
All the sounds you make
With every breath you take
It's unlike anything when you're loving me
When you're loving me

How can I make it through
All the things you do
There's just got to be more to you and me

I'm so addicted to all the things you do
When you're going down on me
In between the sheets
All the sounds you make
With every breath you take
It's unlike anything
It's unlike anything

I'm so addicted to
All the things you do
When you're going down on me

All the sounds you make
With every breath
You takeIt's unlike anything
I'm so addicted to you
Addicted to you

love this song..

dying to be thin
dying to be beautiful in the eyes of the public.

girls go to such extreme to be exactly like what they see in magazines.
picture of people with HD make-up,lighting to their face...
and of course,photo editting....

to such extremes....
of eating paper and dirt...
and gorging on baby powder...
all to be a size "0"....

when you deprive yourself of basic necesities,your brain chemistry changes.
you don't think straight.
till you gorge yourself on paper and dirt..and still worry bout putting on "dirt calories"...
is there even such a thing?!?!
omg....
what is the world coming too...

think bout it

something to think about....

Why are cigarettes sold in gas stations when smoking is prohibited there?

Why do fat chance and slim chance mean the same thing?

If you can't drink and drive, why do you need a driver's license to buy liquor, and why do bars have parking lots?

Why does your nose run and your feet smell?

Do Roman paramedics refer to IV's as "4's"?

boy,turn me up and let me come
through your speakers.
boy,let my frequency just flow
through your body.

el muchacho, me da vuelta para
arriba y me dejó venir a través de tus altavoces.
el muchacho, dejó mi frecuencia
apenas atravesar tu cuerpo.

Taboo

somewhere in india...

fathers can choose not to work in padi fields if they dont feel like it...family income???
through their daughters.
as young as 9 years of age, each girl can entertain up to 6 of her FATHER'S male friends.
as long as it brings food to the table, the FATHER allows it.
because of this, girls as young as pre-schoolers are diagnosed with STDs.
some even end up pregnant, with their FATHER'S FRIEND'S child.
and it's widely accepted in their society.

in the usa...

atleast one child goes missing EVERY 4 SECONDS.

where's hope when they need it the most???

*Au revoir*
*madamoiselle*



wtf?

seeing is believing...
but sometimes i need to blink twice..
just to make sure...

nothing hits as hard as reality..
cause it was all too good to be true...
well, it was bound to happen sooner or later...

grow from it.
learn.love.live.

it was nice knowing ya.

never leave...(self composed)

in the dark you leave me to survive,
and there's only one thing i can derive.
my life once so placid,
now my heart feels so flaccid.
my future seems ambiguous,
the demons inside so ferocious.
alone i sit and contemplate,
to let go or to blade.
drip by drip it starts to flow,
soon im seeing an endless glow.
caught in this masquerade,
filled not with love but hate.
caught between what's untold,
hoping it would never unfold.
i find myself slipping into evanescence,
gone are the days of my innocence.
looking at my reflection in the mirror,
my flaws are nothing but minor.
can someone see the shadow beyond what's visual?
that thing people consider perpetual.
i am left of what it used to be,
something once carved beautifully.
filled with utmost imperfection,
reluctantly i stare at my reflection.
trying to seek comfort in the hideous,
seems nothing but somewhat useless.
so i stand alone, the mirror almost breaking.
cause i cant stand to see myself without him...

random...

confused bout my emotions,
i think i need my chocolate dose..
confused bout time,
i think i need a new watch..
confused bout the things you say,
i think i need a dictionary..
confused bout the way things work,
i think i need to revise my physics..

confused bout fashion,
i think i need to buy CLEO..
confused bout what i see,
i think i need my eyes checked..
confused bout what i feel,
i think my nervous system isnt working..
confused bout where i am,
i think i need a map..

confused bout limits,
i think i need to break boundaries..
confused bout what i wear,
i think i need a mirror..
confused bout life,
i think i need a new philosophy..
confused bout myself,
i know i need you...

ok..so i stumbled upon this question..."do men make you confused?"

waddya think?
well..one of the silliest questions to which people(or kids) give the silliest answers to...
you know what i say, kids say the dumb-est things..

people(of either species) arent out there to confuse you..
sure we may be different..
but that's not an excuse to simply say..confused..

a social axiom: kids just wanna act like adults,but are confused of what really is.
no argument for that.

Krump- an element of hip hop

anger turned to street theatre...i like..

melissa

so lately i find myself in an ambigous postition.
praying silently for selfish reasons.
sinful indeed.
yet the voice inside questions my being..my sanity..
ethical? i dunno...
trapped. now i know whats wrong.
its not me..never was..
just the desire to consummate..
the state of perfection..




what brought mankind to this state of "dog-eat-dog" world?
the endless paper chase...
we all become slaves of green...or what we call "ka-ching"
the world has turned to total savageness...
damn, i ask..
does the word "civilize" exist anymore???


ALL THIS....just a thought..

my nose

my nose,(as of now), is equivalent to that of a running tap.
my energy level has reached unfathomable depths.
it takes EONS to type this.
ALL because of my silly,over-sensitive,lil nose.

the process of homeostasis kicking in.
and i question myself what(the heck!) did i consume to put myself is such terrible state.
answer?no friggin idea...

sleepless nights,heavy eyelids
cold sweat, and a bloody red nose
ALL because of my silly,OVER-SENSITIVE,lil nose.

its 1.20am...
my mind is hyper,
but my body is hypo.
my nose? has a mind of its own...
purposely choosing my precious sleep time to irritate the shit outta me.

panadol? never worked before..never will.
shit, that company is making money off cheap R&D...

freezing on the inside,but its hell on the outside..
put on a blanket? or turn on the air-con?

a big sigh to calm myself down.
it'll all be over when the sum comes up.

gosh im so bored right now i wanna play "20 random facts bout me"



1.i know how to say "number 1" in spanish.."NUMERO UNO!"
2.hot pink is the ugliest color of all.(no joke)
3.i find it hard to speak english with a "singaporean-tamil" accent.
4.BUT i can speak english with an "indian" accent.(geddit?)
5.guys with gorgeous eyes are hot.(no doubt)
6.chocolate=euphoria!
7.my mind shuts off on saturdays and sundays.
8.aspire to learn the dead language of malayalam and portugese(since im a decesdant of each)
9.i think there's nothing clever bout showing the middle finger.(its just a friggin finger!)
(like how much damage is a lil finger gonna do to ya?!?!)
10.yellow teeth is such a turn off!
11.favourite word: mangkuk. (pardon my lack of vocabulary)
12.i find gurls who TOTALLY depend on their man for everything VERY PATHETIC.(speaking on the guys point of view, would u want a parasite on ya?)
13.i find teddy bears and roses the MOST cliche-est SHIT to ever give a gurl. (period.)
14.valentine's day the most boring romantic day ever!(period.)
15.ancient history is definitely most enticing.(imma nerd sumtimes)
16.im always online..BUT always appearing offline.(that's why i dont give my email out much:P)
17.people who cut themselves are simply too lazy to find solutions to life.
18.people with smart wits are cool.
19.i pity short people.(esp guys)
20.people should know by now, im OPINIONATED!

melissa

she walks alone.
down the path of emptiness.
tears, an endless flow.
eyes, a beautiful glow.
yet innocence got the better of her.
ripped of her purity.
barely had a history,herself.
evil intentions of one's mind,yet she turned victim.
her soul crushed at the hands of a psycho.
will haunt her,this memory
till her heart says enough.

melissa

Individualism

Individualism; the pursuit of one's own ends or ideas as a mode or principle of life

you're not out to impress anyone.
but you're out to make a statement.
die your hair in a shade of pink,
i say, "who the **** cares?".

make orange the new black.
give bellbottoms a rocking come-back.
jetset to a new fashion trend.
in the end,its you that they're looking at.

it never mattered how stupid one looks.
but how she carries herself.
people look.they stare.
but never in a million years can they ever strut like her.

copycat-ism is so overrated.
everwhere i walk.i see the masquerades.
superficial?indeed.
cliche?definitely.

India Arie-Im not my hair
At the turn of the century, its time we redefine who we'd be.

argh!

damn i hate waiting...
anyone who knows me knows that...
unless the person has a valid good reason...
especially when i anticipate sooo much....
oh maybe i should have left earlier???
oh maybe i shouldnt expect too much????
just because i shut up doesnt mean i dont feel anything inside...
please dont make me waste my time..
cause i wanna concentrate on other things...
i have a life indeed...
and i aint wasting it on yall....


PISS OUT!

melissa

daddy's lil gurl-frakie j

Daddy's Little Girl -frankie j

He drops his suitcase by the door
She knows her daddy won't be back anymore
She drags her feet across the floor
Tryna hold back time to keep him holding on
And she says

Daddy Daddy don't leave
I'll do anything to keep you
Right here with me
Can't you see how much I need you

Daddy Daddy don't leave
Mommy's saying things she don't mean
She don't know what she's talking about
Somebody hear me out

[Chorus:]
Father listen
Tell him that he's got a home and he don't have to go
Father save himI would do anything in return
I'll clean my roomTry hard in schoolI'll be good
I promise you
Father, Father
I pray to you

Now she hasn't slept in weeks
She don't want to close her eyes cause she's scared that he'll leave
They tried just about everythingIt's getting harder now
For him to breathe
And she says

Daddy Daddy don't leave
I'll do anything to keep you
Right here with me
Can't you see how much I need you

Daddy Daddy don't leave
The doctors are saying things they don't mean
They don't know what they talking about
Somebody hear me out

Chorus:]
Father (father) listen (listen)
Tell him that he's got a home and he don't have to go
(don't have to go)
Father (father) save him
I would do anything in return
I'll clean my roomTry hard in school
I'll be goodI promise you
Father, Father
I pray to you

[Hook:]
Please don't let him go (don't let him go)
I'm begging you so (I'm begging you so)
There open his eyes
There ain't no more time
To tell him that I love him more
Than anything in the world
Is Daddy's little girl

Chorus:]
Father (father) listen (listen)
Tell him that he's got a home and he don't have to go (don't have to go)
Father (father) save him
I would do anything in return
I'll clean my room
Try hard in school
I'll be goodI promise you
Father, Father

She was Daddy's Little Girl
Mmmmm Oh

give me a reason but dont give me choice...
cause i'll just make the same mistake again..
-james blunt,same mistake

it sucks to see your soul anchored to the bottom of the ocean...
with a few seconds left, what are you gonna do?
do-or-die indeed...

melissa

exams are so here...
after which my attachments starts....
should i look forward to it?..im really not sure...

now i need someone to serenade me with the fray's look after you....
now that would be nice...mmmm

melissa

so here we are...
on a blue weekend afternoon...
laughter the only sound...
memories for another day....

bliss

melissa