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Thursday, October 13, 2011

no good at love.

Noël Coward - I Am No Good at Love


I am no good at love
My heart should be wise and free
I kill the unfortunate golden goose
Whoever it may be
With over-articulate tenderness
And too much intensity.

I am no good at love
I batter it out of shape
Suspicion tears at my sleepless mind
And, gibbering like an ape,
I lie alone in the endless dark
Knowing there's no escape.

I am no good at love
When my easy heart I yield
Wild words come tumbling from my mouth
Which should have stayed concealed;
And my jealousy turns a bed of bliss
Into a battlefield.

I am no good at love
I betray it with little sins
For I feel the misery of the end
In the moment that it begins
And the bitterness of the last good-bye
Is the bitterness that wins.

Poem via: The Saturday poem & "Faber Book of Love Poems" by James Fenton

Monday, May 16, 2011

you are


HelloGoodbye - Here in Your Arms





Hello, I've missed you quite terribly.

Saturday, February 26, 2011

heartbeat.


April March - Cet Air-Là


cause' when i'm singing that tune, i can only think of you.

Thursday, September 30, 2010

feelings, such funny things.


Sun Min (선민) - Rainbow Bridge (레인보우 브릿지)

Not sure if it was meant to be some love song, but it sounds melancholic enough, in my situation anyway.

I don't want to have to end up looking back and wishing I had done things differently. Again.

Kate Winslet - What If

If I'd stayed
If you'd tried
If we could only turn back time
But I guess we'll never know..


“And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.”
--Anais Nin--

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

jitters.

for once, I'm not too sure anymore. I'm failing to guard my heart.

If only it could really be just like these two, all of me would be filled with joy.

image: Joshes Photography

Tuesday, July 27, 2010

perhaps. perhaps. perhaps.

As usual, my heart falters fast. Shame that you will probably never know.

Decided that this was best until something further actually happens.
Hopefully in a few days i'll recover! and then i can continue posting my regular posts and not get touchy-feely.

maybe someday we'll know.

maybe, just maybe.

wooden heart tokens from indobaytextiles

Monday, July 19, 2010


well, its unknown that's for sure


should try this

And some guys make it so easy for you to just drop the L word altogether.
Thinking of dropping my latest eye candy when I woke up today. Bleah. We'll see..

Sunday, July 18, 2010

love.will.break.us.

I hate my faltering heart. I don't know what to do. I don't know you well. But the other day when you looked at me, and I looked at you, I saw something. You may as swell have someone else in mind already. You looked selfish. Arrogant. Standoff-ish. But I saw something in you despite it all. A spark. Something.

I don't know what it is. And I don't know what to do. But I know I saw something. I don't know if I should push myself to find out what that something is or not.

imthinkingandimthinkingandimthinkingbutit'snotworking.

I should know better and make this easier for myself by rejecting this feeling altogether.

How?

cryingmyselftosleep seems like a goodidea.

Monday, July 5, 2010

becauseisecretlyaminlovewithyou


To the girl at the table near the back of the library -

I almost asked you what was wrong the first time I saw you crying. Then I saw the book you were reading, and realized that you were crying because of it. And I was interested, because I'd never read anything that moved me that much.

I checked out the book you were reading, and guess what? I cried - just a little - too. That's how it started. Every time I go to the library, you're almost always there, usually with a completely new book. Sometimes you smile, or laugh out loud, or cry again, and when you do, I check out the book you're reading.

That was it, really, until I realized how gorgeous you are. You're not pretty in the normal kind of way, but god, when you smile, it lights up your face in the best way.

I wish you'd notice me, sitting a few tables away from you, reading the book you were reading a few days ago. I wish you'd smile at me. I don't have the guts to talk to you. I'm afraid you won't be anything at all like I imagine.

One of these days, I'll work up the courage and I'll ask you about what you're reading. And maybe you'll smile that gorgeous smile and tell me all about it, and then we'll talk about all the books we've read. But until then, thank you for the book recommendations. I love them.

Love, the boy a few tables away from yours

found this from letters to crushes

Monday, June 28, 2010

you are my sunshine

Two best friends, both aged 4, told their classmate that they did not want to be friends with her as she did not know the words to a rhyme. Upon hearing that, a boy stood up and put his arms around the girl and said;

"I'll teach you. I'll be your friend."

I don't think the girl understood what was happening but I did.
The little boy GMH.

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

babo.

Found this.


life lesson. just because you're a man and men are idiots.
i love hand written letters n__n
i want paperdolls, martine (its a french storybook), polly pocket and cute, soft teddy bears to hug.
and more cute stuff and magazines.

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

oh but why does it have to hurt

I keep telling this story-different people, different places, different times-but always you, always me, always this story, because a story is a tightrope between two worlds.

You are close and shuttered to me now, a room without doors or windows, and I cannot enter. But I fell in love with you under the open sky and death cannot change that.
Death can change the body but not the heart.

My search for you, your search for me, is a search after something that cannot be found. Only the impossible is worth the effort. What we seek is love itself, revealed now and again in human form….the love we seek overrules human nature…..Love never counts the cost, to itself or others, and nothing is as cruel as love. There is no love that does not pierce the hands and feet.

Quote by Jeanette Winterson via littlemel2

Sunday, June 6, 2010

I tell you lies when you ask me what I'm wishing for at 11:11. I wish for you... each and every day, and I secretly hope that you wish for me.

Photo by Caroline Tran

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

secrets ohmygee

stupid thing is a dead giveaway..
found here

1. smoked.
2. consumed alcohol.
3. slept in the same bed with someone of the opposite sex.
4. slept in the same bed with someone of the same sex.
5. kissed someone of the same sex.
6. had sex.
7. had someone in your room other than family.
8. watched porn.
9. bought porn.
10. tried drugs.
TOTAL: 6

1. taken painkillers.
2. taken someone else’s prescription medicine.
3. lied to your parents.
4. lied to a friend.
5. snuck out of the house.
6. done something illegal.
7. felt hurt.
8. hurt someone.
9. wished someone to die.
10. seen someone die.
TOTAL: 7
TOTAL SO FAR: 13

1. missed curfew.
2. stayed out all night.
3. eaten a carton of ice cream by yourself.
4. been to a therapist.
5. been to rehab
6. dyed your hair.
7. received a ticket.
8. been in an accident.
9. been to a club.
10. been to a bar
TOTAL: 1
TOTAL SO FAR: 14

1. been to a wild party.
2. been to a Mardi Gras parade.
3. drank more than three alcoholic beverages in a night.
4. had a spring break in Florida.
5. sniffed anything
6. wore black nail polish
7. wore arm bands.
8. wore t-shirts with band names.
9. listened to rap.
10. owned a 50 Cent CD.
TOTAL: 2
TOTAL SO FAR: 16

1. dressed gothic.
2. dressed girly.
3. dressed punk.
4. dressed grunge.
5. stole something.
6. been too drunk to remember anything.
7. blacked out.
8. fainted.
9. had a crush on a neighbor.
TOTAL: 2
TOTAL SO FAR: 18

1. had a crush on a friend.
2. been to a concert.
3. dry-humped someone.
4. been called a slut.
5. called someone a slut.
6. installed speakers in your car.
7. broken a mirror.
8. showered at someone of the opposites sex’s house
9. brushed your teeth with someone else’s toothbrush.
TOTAL: 5
TOTAL SO FAR: 23

1. consider/considered Ludacris your favorite rapper.
2. seen an R-rated movie in theater.
3. cruised the mall.
4. skipped school.
5. had surgery.
6. had an injury.
7. gone to court.
8. walked out of a restaurant without paying/tipping.
9. caught something on fire.
10. lied about your age.
TOTAL: 6
TOTAL SO FAR: 29

1. owned/rented an apartment/house.
2. broke the law in the police’s presence.
3. made out with someone who had a gf/bf
4. got in trouble with the police.
5. talked to a stranger.
6. hugged a stranger.
7. kissed a stranger.
8. rode in the car with a stranger.
9. been harassed.
10.been verbally harassed.
TOTAL: 2
TOTAL SO FAR: 31

1. met face-to-face with someone you met online.
2. stayed online for 5+ hours straight.
3. talked on the phone for more than 4 hours straight.
4. watched TV for 5 hours straight.
5. been to a fair.
6. been called a bad influence.
7. drank and driven.
8. prank-called someone.
9. laid on a couch with someone of the opposite sex.
10. cheated on a test.
TOTAL: 7
TOTAL SO FAR: 38

GRAND TOTAL: 38

I'm A Bad Kid ;)

If you have less than 10, write “I’m a goody-goody”
If you have more than 10, write “I’m still a goody goody”
If you have more than 20, write “I’m average”
If you have more than 30, write “I’m a bad kid”
If you have more than 40, write “I’m a very bad influence”
If you have more than 50, write “I’m a horrible person”
If you have more than 60, write “I should be in jail”
If you have more than 70, write “I should be dead

something i found on a friend's blog and here

Romance Mathematics
Smart man + smart woman = romance
Smart man + dumb woman = affair
Dumb man + smart woman = marriage
Dumb man + dumb woman = pregnancy

General Equations and Statistics
A woman worries about the future until she gets a husband.
A man never worries about the future until he gets a wife.
A successful man is one who makes more money than his wife can spend.
A successful woman is one who can find such a man.

Happiness
To be happy with a man, you must understand him a lot and love him a little.
To be happy with a woman, you must love her a lot and not try to understand her at all.

Propensity To Change
A woman marries a man expecting he will change, but he doesn't.
A man marries a woman expecting that she won't change, and she does.

Office Arithmetic
Smart boss + smart employee = profit
Smart boss + dumb employee = production
Dumb boss + smart employee = promotion
Dumb boss + dumb employee = overtime

pic from wildfox couture

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

I almost wish we were butterflies and liv'd but three summer days - three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain. ~John Keats

image from Le Love
quote from Quote Garden

Saturday, May 15, 2010

andsowewaitandwaitandwait..

Girls are like apples on trees.

The best ones are at the top of the tree.

The boys don't want to reach for the good ones.
Because they are afraid of falling and getting hurt.

Instead, they rather go for the rotten apples from the ground that aren't as good.
But, easy.

So the apples at the top think something is wrong with them.
When in reality, they're amazing.

They just have to wait for the right boy to come along.
The one who's brave enough to climb all the way to the top of the tree.
-

just don't make us wait too long, restless hearts don't perch on one tree forever.

via what.sarah.said

Friday, May 7, 2010

tainted love

Just today, one of my friends whom I met online from a dance game got back together with her ex. I was quite taken aback because the guy whom she's with is such a jerk to her. He bitched, well i would call it bitch about her on her wall on facebook. That's like defaming and it not even at the person's back. And then I pondered, what exactly is love? Could you love someone who would hurt you? Why would one go after someone else who would do such things?

If he were to do that today, what more would he be in control of when you finally lay down your commitments to each other? I'm not the kind of girl who would appreciate being controlled by someone else, more so if I have a partner. As much as I love the metaphor of "Where the wind blows, she will not return again, I'm not this plant in the fields that sways wherever the wind goes. I like doing what I want when I want to. Yep, even if it means that I'm a little out of place. Of course those who already know me personally know that I am. weird. you know, airheadness sort of weird. Yup. I am the wind, not the plant.


Kiroy Y ft KCM & nonoo - The Stars Of The Night(밤하늘의 별을..)



T-ara - Like the Beginning

realised I've never posted an english sub for this song so here you go

T-ara - Like the Beginning (English Sub)

my subs for this song are gone roarrr!

Brown Eyed Girls - L.O.V.E & How Come

Ok, now you may want to stop listening to the songs below if you're emo-intolerant because I'm going to kill your perception of love.

T-ara - Lies


T-ara - Lies (Eng Sub)


Maydoni Kim - Like the Beginning


Gummy - There is No Love

The last song really kill it doesn't it :x
It would be easier to just keep believing that you would not fall in love. Until it finds you. My method is easy, get up everyday, if you think about that guy, just keep lying in bed and keep telling yourself that you don't want to fall. Tell yourself you don't need that extra trouble. And keep telling yourself that they're bound to disappoint you somehow or rather, everyone does. So there, mantra, mantra, mantra for you. Et voila, you feel better.

Please excuse me, I never said I never believed in love. I said its better to not fall in love because its utterly troublesome. In this generation, what is love anyway? A few laughs, months of make-out sessions, sex and and empty promises? If that is love, then no, I don't believe in it. I believe in old school love, the ones more magical than any fairytale could depict. I'm not settling for just any kind of love, but that. And apparently, you don't find that sort of love around the corner anymore.

Ok, enough crapping, I just had some nonsense to get out of my system. Flushed!

"I disregard the proportions, the measures, the tempo of the ordinary world. I refuse to live in the ordinary world as ordinary women. To enter ordinary relationships. I want ecstasy. I am a neurotic — in the sense that I live in my world. I will not adjust myself to the world. I am adjusted to myself."
--Anaïs Nin--

Friday, April 9, 2010

this love.


Yiruma - Kiss The Rain



This Love

This love
So violent
So fragile
So tender
So hopeless
This love
As beautiful as the day
And as wretched as the weather
When the weather is wretched

This love
So real
This love
So beautiful
So happy
So joyous
And so ridiculous
Trembling with fear
Like a child in the dark
And so sure of itself
Like a tranquil man in the quiet of the night
This love
Which made others afraid
Which made them gossip
Which drained the colour from their cheeks
This love
Watched for
Because we watched for them
Snared, wounded, trampled, finished, denied, forgotten
Because we snared, wounded, trampled, finished, denied, forgot it

This love
Entire
Still so alive
Shining
This is yours
This is mine
This love
Which is always new
And which never changes
Real like a plant
Quivering like a bird
Warm and as alive as the summer
We can both
Go and come back
We can forget
And fall asleep
And wake up
To suffer old age
Fall asleep again
To dream to death
Awake
To smile and laugh
Young again
Our love endures
Obstinate as a mule
As alive as the desire
As cruel as the memory
As stupid as the regret
As tender as the memory
As cold as marble
As beautiful as the day
As delicate as an infant
It watches us
Smiling
And speaks to us
Without saying a word
And I
I listen to it
Trembling
And I cry
I cry for you
I cry for myself
And I beg you
For yourself
For me
And for all those who love
And who are loved
Yes
I cry to it
For you
For me
And for all the others
I do not know
Stay there
There where you are
There where you were before
Stay there
Don't move
Don't go away
We who are loved
We have forgotten you
Do not forget us
We had only you on this earth
Do not let us grow cold
Further and further away every day
It doesn't matter where
Give us a sign of life
In a nook in the woods
In the forest of memory
Suddenly arise
Take us by the hand
And save us

-Jacques Prévert-




does my interpretation for the song and the poem work?
images from le love.bs