TRUCE.

While packing my room today, I found pictures from two years ago which triggered everything from the past that made me feel really... sad. I use to say I was glad that everything turned out the way it did, but now, not so much anymore. Ah life, it's not as complex as how mankind made it out to be. Silence now.

SMIRK. (AT YOUR ENEMIES, NO LESS)

Kaka, why so cute?

STILL SHINING, STILL SPARKLING.

To that one particular loser who lives in the sea,

Girls are not tools. Read it, learn it, swallow it.

Love, I.

A BRAND NEW LIFE AROUND THE BEND.

I'm back. Happy New Year tweety birds! Goodbye dreadful oh nine, here to stay a Pefect 10! Tapping a new tune, grooving to a new beat. January is going to whizz by before you can say "superfragilisticexpialidocious", then again maybe not. With Carrie Bradshaw's infamous opening: I can't help but wonder; Why do one go on and on searching for that one person just to live your life in denial, pouring all your time and soul trying to understand him/her. Can't you use that same amt of effort to live your own life to the fullest? Damn gurl. So quit asking me why I choose to be alone, I just want to, let me live!