Tuesday, November 01, 2005

Festival of fright


The DVDs
Bring it on
Kenny Rogers
Forrest Gump
Midnight walk along the river
You, me and no one else


Some holidays will always be more painful than others.

Way more painful.

Sunday, September 11, 2005

I try to breathe space

i still miss you so much.

i hope you're doing well.

i miss you terribly.


i am such a stupid guy.

Thursday, September 01, 2005

I might never reach you

Maybe tomorrow will be different, but I miss you a lot.

Its probably quite stupid to say this, but I still love you so very much.


But thoughts can only bring you so far.

Wednesday, August 31, 2005

Lucidly foggy

1.30pm: Waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting...
2.00pm: Called. Continued waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting...
2.30pm: Waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting...
2.40pm: Left. And you called to say you were sleeping
2.45pm: Trickling anger and hurt

2004 was really fucked up.

Lucidly foggy

1.30pm: Waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting...
2.00pm: Called. Continued waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting...
2.30pm: Waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting...
2.40pm: Left. And you called to say you were sleeping
2.45pm: Trickling anger and hurt

2004 was really fucked up.

Monday, August 29, 2005

don't want to be a pain

don't wanna stay the same.

Tuesday, August 09, 2005

And what's a wonderwall anyway?

Two years and countless tears ago, with a quarter pounder meal and a girl I loved next to me, i experienced the best fireworks display.

It's good to know that you are doing well.

It's good to know I'm feeling not so well - reassuring me what I had/have inside was true and real.

Saturday, July 23, 2005

A hulking trigger

Maybe its the eyes, maybe the hair. But loving her is not the same.

Friday, July 22, 2005

Don't know what I'd do

I have taken a crack at every shop except yours. Not that crossing the junction is a walk in the park, but I didn't, on the off-chance some dude there might like me. I don't know what I'd do if I had to see you with someone new every other day.

I try everyday to rip you out of my heart and my mind.

I still try.

Wednesday, July 06, 2005

Hung out to dry.

This must undeniably be the lowest point for me in a long, long time.

This really feels like the clam pits. I really wish you were around to help drag me up.

Sunday, June 26, 2005

The Fullerton Singapore

Our room number was 861.

The more you try to forget some things, the more they remain ingrained.

Thursday, June 23, 2005

I am trying to put out the light

And I struggle because you will never know how much I love you.

Thursday, June 16, 2005

So far away

1. As far away as SAR.

2. Suddenly 'paperchase' clicked in my mind and connected HK to the fucker.

3. I almost opened up a chat window with you today.

4. Almost did it 2 nights ago, too.

5. You're somebody else's and not mine, so I didn't.

6. Don't think I ever will.

7. I'll stay far away.

Monday, June 13, 2005

Each and every day

It gets harder to hold on with all this depression over the current gainful unemployment. It's always been hard to shore up sinking morale without you.

This is excruciating.

Saturday, June 04, 2005

I don't know how

I want to but I cannot reach you.

Maybe I never knew how to.

Wednesday, June 01, 2005

No se juega nada

Nothing is ever normal again.

When the one and only mutual friend we have now (Mr Six) calls or messages me, my mind races ahead and my heart hopes he's got some message from you.

I hate this subconcious optimism. It seems to exist even when there really is nothing left to play for.

Saturday, May 28, 2005

Wasted and complacent

And you are not here to drag me back up.

Thursday, May 12, 2005

The pain went searing through my heart all over again when I saw it

She had beautiful handwriting.

I still love you very much. You know who to come to, if you ever have a change of heart.

Sometimes, nothing really changes, when everything else does. This place where we met is going to be finally behind me. My heart is so heavy it might just burst.

I can't remember the life before you, and keep wanting the life with you. I don't know how to keep going on...

Monday, May 09, 2005

I killed the love I found

Happy 26th birthday.

May all your wishes comes true.

Saturday, May 07, 2005

Never as tired as when i'm waking up

I miss you.

And I officially hate mornings now. I still wake up thinking of you. 2 seconds later, I realise you might be in another fucker's arms.

Oh well.

Thursday, May 05, 2005

24

For the 3rd or 4th time in my life, those thoughts entered my head again recently.

Those thoughts that muddle and confuse me. Thoughts that make me feel how dependant I was/am on you. Thoughts that wear me out when thinking about this life.

I sat on the ledge of a 24th floor window for about 20 minutes and wondered if executing those thoughts would attract your attention.

I have never been this close to killing myself. I have never been this frightened. I wish you'd love me too.

Tuesday, May 03, 2005

I didn't mean to hurt you; it just felt like I wasn't loved back as much which was why I said the things I said

[The Sparrow - Mary Doria Russell]

"She waited to see if he had more but when he fell silent, she decided to take a shot in the dark. "You know what's the most terrifying thing about admitting that you're in love?" she asked him. "You are just naked. You put yourself in harm's way and you lay down all your defenses. No clothes, no weapons. Nowhere to hide. Completely vulnerable. The only thing that makes it tolerable is to believe the other person loves you back and that you can trust him not to hurt you."

Sunday, May 01, 2005

You don't know how pissed I am

I'm so pissed at me that I'm pissed at you.

(It gets worse over long weekends, and maybe understandably so.)

Saturday, April 30, 2005

I figured it out / I can't see again

You were more than just a girl whom I loved.

You reached out and instilled in me the love of life, vanquished every doubt I had and slowed down my beating heart. I was in love like I never was before.


I want to lock myself in a room and set it on fire.

Tuesday, April 26, 2005

Some mad fool blindly walked into it

Good luck to him.

Look what happened to me, dude... I'm still singing the same song in this asylum of one. When love dies, madness engulfs.


Dear Aileen Ho... I miss you. I wish things were different. I wish I hadn't pushed you away. I wish you hadn't done the same to me. But it doesn't really matter; I still love you and you, nor anyone, can take that away.