Friday, October 14, 2016

Tuesday, October 11, 2016



Sunday, October 9, 2016

I think I confuse men. Men are usually trying to find the right girl as their accessory, their social status. I dislike all that. I find it crap. I wanna be Tinkerbell for God.

People worship faces. Faces to me are old fashion. I rather look at the wall.

We are constantly living and earning a living to search for our real self and expression.

Saturday, October 8, 2016

Earth was not built for the faint-hearted. I felt like I am this human living in Singapore (purpose) to make this world an equal battlefield and to pave the way for more expression.




Monday, October 3, 2016

Saturday, October 1, 2016


I remembered the tree, the warmth from the floor. The love from the presents and the feeling in Korea. That was when I felt I was my real self. The Snowy weather outside and the numerous amount of snickers we ate in our car journey to the hotel where Michael Jackson stayed. That was the feeling I love. The feeling of me being understood. The weather in Singapore just doesn't suit my body. I perspire so much. I miss the feeling of being protected. I don't want to be a woman. I want to be a kid forever in the arms of a bigger being. I missed that feeling. Most people need a boyfriend to feel secure. Me? I miss the feeling of warmth surrounding me. I felt love last time. As I grow older, the love becomes superficial and fakey. I miss God. Thats what I miss.

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