RED FOR YOUR HEART. RED FOR YOU.

i am not sure why but i cant quit red. does it look entirely weird on the grey background? i cant stick to white cause it's so plain. i am afraid of being boring and there's nothing worse than being ordinary. oh this reminds me uncannily of American Beauty.

i took on painting my nails as a last minute preparation for whatever's happening tomorrow. my hair's all washed and tied up in a bun for some extra curves. i am hardly sleepy so here i am. was pretty much surfing around until i curled up in the chair, hugging my knees; red against my skin sent me drifting.

this might not be it, but i know i am in for a ride '09. though not in the way i want its course to turn into cause i am too lackadaisical to make it happen. how weird can i get thinking about all these at the wee hours and on cny at that. but something stroked when i was looking at my nails. hearts, balloons, dawn, raspberries, dusk, bows. what do you think about before going to bed? who do you miss and how does your arms feel when they wrap around? where is your soul at and why do you live? i want to know, but sometimes a "hi" doesnt lead to anything else. sometimes it's all whim and fancy, and sleepy eyes and dripping dreams. sometimes we still dont get what we want after trying.

I've seen enough of the world to know that it isn't pretty. or maybe its beauty is too different for me to withstand. Did you come here to watch me burn?

Eu Ginn says:
how does it feel to like someone secretly?

tyng; says:
haha
tyng; says:
hmmm
tyng; says:
weird
tyng; says:
i kind of enjoy the torture at times
tyng; says:
like makes you go "argh, but uhhh"

- so i am masochistic. glam tyng, so glam.