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Archive for December, 2007

sparkle.

sparkle
the glow of silver moonlight
tangling in your hair
captivating
sparkle
the glistening half-light
thickening in the air
soul-arresting
sparkle
the twinkling starlight
red blushing ambers
a beautiful aching
sparkle
lighting up endless nights
in your eyes like a prayer
the dawn is breaking

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la familia.

Rare that we are together.
Even rarer than we are smiling.

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songs and roses.

Kitty’s Christmas gifts. :]

Kitty says that they are the nicest flowers she ever saw. .
healing for a broken heart, and the sparkle in your eyes made me weep. 

Album cover for her CD. This was quite shibai-ded because I was trying to slot the picture into the front of her CD case, but I underestimated [...]

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It’s Christmas time.
There’s no need to be afraid.
Christmas is supposedly when the Creator of the heavens and the earth crafted the ultimate poetic juxtaposition: to manifest infinite glory, power and holiness in the form of a naked, dangerously vulnerable wailing child in the manger.
It’s poetry and lyrical beauty at its most insane, reckless love bordering [...]

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sand, sea, splash.

Went to Sentosa yesterday with Kitty. Expected to see the sun and get a tan but it was cloudy! Roar. Took a picture at Vivo that was blurred and very unglamorous.

Unglamorous, candid shot of Kitty waving the camera pouch at me to take from her. . Her expression is absolute win!

A more proper shot. [...]

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the stars fell from the red sky.

I’ve come to a conclusion.
I will make the decision.
For my own good, for the sake of my soul.
It’s time to find myself again…or maybe for the first time ever.
Narnia…I want to go to Narnia.
Aslan, won’t You take me there?
I’ve looked for You everywhere, Aslan. But You are one elusive Lion.
I climbed the highest mountains to [...]

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I want to run
 
Run to where?
 
I don’t know.
All I know is that the land I am in is now unfamiliar to me. Everything here is starting to feel wrong. I need to find that place again.
 
Might be a physical place. I find myself longing for the place where the wind seized your hair and a [...]

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king of fools.

What the fuck is my fucking problem.
Why am I such a fucktard?
I don’t know. What the fuck is wrong with me. Is it my clinginess or my possessiveness or my oversensitivity or or my insensitivity. Is my english so fucking bad that every word I say offends someone.
Hello, welcome to the blog of the greatest [...]

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currently playing: boston by augustana

I’m kinda tired of all of the above.
Feels somedays like I’m wearing them all. Especiallyontheweekends.
I’m kinda sick and tired of the way you force your way into my life without bothering to know me. I’m about to give up on the way you assert authority without bothering about intimacy. [...]

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issues of inadequacy.

My father has many mansions.
He used to have one kept just for me.
 
with my name on the door and refuge from the war;
he would cook dinner by the sea.
 
But I left by the back door
and threw away the key,
 
now my father’s chained in heartbreak and pain
with the love that set me [...]

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