I am selfish and an egoist, and as such, I do not think of what others would do in my position, only of what I intend to do. On the day we met, I wagered all my chances of happiness on your love, that the day I staked all my future on having you. That has been my life. Now, I no longer think anything. All I can tell myself is that fate has turned against me, that I expected to win heaven and I have lost it. It happens every day that a gambler loses not only what she has, but also what she does not have.

I am as much a detective as you are a liar...
Though I must admit defeat as I am not as much a bitch as you are a JERK!

to cheat the supernatural..

if what goes around comes around, cheating on someone with one who is cheating on his other half means your bad karma is void?

what goes around, keeps going.......

books = men

people say you should not judge a book by its cover... but i did.. and it stung.. how abt the reviews penned by the critics? they seem to be experts, they seem to know what they are doing.. but realising that their paycheck only arrives after any published review, makes you think twice about your confidence in them.. besides, where does such find time to really know the book well enough to comment?

hence, i shall rip off all covers and hold my peace in fear of endorsing the wrong "product"...

Real

All you’ve said seem rooted in my heart
I loved you deep, hence the pain

Memories afloat in my empty chest
Is everyone in the world as silly as I

Asking will not do anyone good
I can feel the “someone else”

Waiting for the smile to change into tears
Lost love has never been more real

Too many questions but,
What happens when I know the answer

Well, you don’t have to be talented to be patient
You only need to have loved the wrong man

Heartbreak is more real than happiness
And why does love insult me so

I can’t recall the many many times
I relent when I see u

Loneliness is more real than a hug
Love loses all senses

Have I been too selfish
To reject the lonely days ahead

I can’t let go, neither do I see our future
So… Such imperfection is the true face of love…

the nomad baby..

i am just a baby.. but i find myself in many places.. some which i have never ever been.. one day i am here, another i am there.. they all seem to love me.. but why do they not love me to keep me long enough? long enough for me to know their touch, their smile, long enough for me to know their smell, their sound.. i want to stay.. somewhere where i know them more than anything else..

happiness..

why dun you just leave me alone? you are the reason one feels the unhappiness... without you, where's the unhappiness?

get out!