Jelly with horns & a pitchfork

the demonic devilish devil.

i juz got the solid evidence of the satanized Jelly emitting evil aura. unfortunately, or fortunately depending on the perspective, the angelic Lu is -cough- clobbered THIS TIME since Jelly... may juz happen to be speaking the truth.



dots.

Soliloquy of a cave woman

the electronically dead cave woman dubbed by Ape.

so, the supposedly tenacious memories/feelings are in fact so readily forgotten. did i constantly shuffle the priority wrongly and remember the wrong things? may be. or may be... i'm never a sentimental person like what i , and probably the rest of the world too, thought. 'sentimental' is merely an excuse for my fickle emotions. as it kinda reduces the sense of guilt towards everyone, especially myself.

it can't be the latter. it just can't be.

...whatever.

i still stubbornly believe that the past is non-existent if -no one- remembers.

hmm... so what form would i take in your memories if i didn't slip away unconsciously x yrs later? haa. for me, it will always be the image of you, in that maroon pullover, staring at the comp. and... the way you talked to me when you were leaning against the bed on the left. why does the r/s montage is always filled with trifling moments?

"... Give me your loneliness
And I will give you my tenderness"

---------------- here comes the honorable divider-------------------------------------

i wanna go Sentosa in july... probably for the last time.
anyone...? anyone.