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where do you start.

sweet tooth

omg :( this year i have such a huge sweet tooth !

wonder if it's cos tricia picked up baking :x

mmm cake and icecream ftw!

sago lets go find a dessert buffet! you get the cheesecake i'll get the icecream! WHOOPWHOOP

if you dated yourself, what would you be insecure about?

it's weird how some people affect us. it's not something you can really explain.

its a feeling you can't put into words. there may be facts and legit reasons as to why you should or shouldn't care, but regardless of facts or reasons, that care factor will exist.

if people ask you, why you care or why do we still let certain people affect us, we can only answer with 'i don't know'.

do you think that the only way to stop caring is to replace them?

but still, it'll never be quite exactly the same as how it was with them.


#dilemma

ink

if i got a small tattoo for the important people in my life or each person who has made a huge impact on it, i wonder what i'd get to remind me of them.

if i keep caring less, what will i ever end up caring about?

back

i want to go back,
back to when it was happy days,
where nothing caused us sadness,

hopefully this is just a phase.



happy were the days when we were all together :)

hello quarter life crisis

when overthinking kills,
your expectations haven't been met,
you aren't where you thought you'd be,
and happily ever after doesn't exist.

Q. 最好的我

我不在乎什么天长地久,
我只在乎你想不想要拥有.
一颗真心和温暖的手,
在身後 陪 你微笑 或泪流.

我不在乎你下次回来待多久,
我只在乎这心动前所未有.
我不会走, coz I love you so,
想给你最好的我, 就算只是朋友.

还想和你做朋友
想念 your big brown eyes
可爱的 lips I wanna kiss
I miss 想一直牵着你的手
但我还年轻 心不定 又能怎么办

Boy, 有什么话开不了口
No worries 我只是用脑想过头
拥有了又想自由 自由又想拥有
等待着 空逛着 有话别保留

他们说刮风的时候
你总选择要一个人颤抖
Guess you'll never know
coz I'll never show
为了谁你不自由

我不在乎什么天长地久,
我只在乎你想不想要拥有.
一颗真心和温暖的手,
在身後 陪 你微笑 或泪流.

我不在乎你下次回来待多久,
我只在乎这心动前所未有.
我不会走, coz I love you so,
想给你最好的我, 就算只是朋友.

信 不过别人把你追走
也信 不过自己暂时把你拥有
你低头喝着酒 别只顾喝着酒
"做朋友" 是保护你
最坏也是最好的藉口

我明白要你爱是荒谬的要求
我明白有些默契我必须要遵守
只是你眼眸 走漏了一种
baby baby 想爱不能爱的哀愁

Hey, 好久不见 重记得你钟意听
不如不见 记得以前和你分享我的
担心, 烦恼, 还有我的骄傲
但现在我们之间却变得越来越有礼貌

When we broke up
你的朋友一定拍手说好
现在你身边的他们大概都不喜欢我
但是我还是我 我还一样地活
The reason why 我决定离开
There is only one reason why

Coz I know you deserve better and more
没了我大家信不过的那个星座
你一定要好好生活 别想太多
为什么我写了这首歌 只想用心对你说

I love you and I still do I love you now
But It is just in a different way if I may
Hey, be sure I know you used to love me more
But now as a friend
我知道当我离开世界的那一天

你一定会 流泪 在我的照片 前面
and I'll do the same
not coz I'm once your man
coz you have always be like my family to me
这不是秘密

但是你身边仍没有 几多人知
流过的泪 说过的话 仍在我心中
虽然已经失去你
以后如果在街上碰到你和你心爱的那个谁
吾好避  我会微笑 带礼貌 地欣然面对

I wish you luck, wish you health, wish you love
with a smile and a hug.
I wish you luck, wish you health, wish you love
with his smile, and his hug.

我不在乎你下次回来待多久,
我只在乎这心动前所未有.
But I have to go, coz I love you so,
想给你最好的我, 就算只是朋友.

我不在乎什么天长地久,
我只在乎你想不想要拥有.
一颗真心和温暖的手,
在身後 陪你微笑 或泪流.

我不在乎你下次回来待多久,
我只在乎这心动前所未有.
我不会走, Coz I Love You So.
想给你最好的我, 就算只是朋友.

Nice to meet you,
I'm very happy that I have met you in my life.
谢谢你.
and here, I wish you love and health.
Hope to see you again. Good bye.



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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SAjYPxyeE_w

Q. 长情

Candlelight Dinner, a man and a woman is seated at a table

"I like you" the woman says quietly, swirling the liquor in her wine glass.
"I have a wife" the man says, touching the ring on his finger.
"I don't care, I just want to know how you feel. Do you like me?"

The answer was expected. The man lifts his face, looks at the woman - 24 years old, young, vibrant, a brilliant age. Pure white skin, an energetic body, and beautiful bright eyes; eyes that spoke to you. What a great girl, too bad.

"If you like me too, I don't mind being your girlfriend", the woman persists.
"I love my wife", the man was persistent, too
"You love her? What do you love about her? Around about now, she would be getting old, and you'd be ashamed to bring her out. Otherwise, why didn't you bring her to the Company Party? ...", the woman wanted to continue, but after seeing the man's ice cold expression to her words, 
she stopped.
 
*silence...

"What do you like about me?", the man finally spoke.

"Mature and stable; you're are a gentleman, you know how to care about people; a lot of things. Nonetheless, you are different to all the other men I know. You're special."


"Do you know how I was like, three years ago?" the man lit himself a cigarette.
"I don't know, and I don't care, even if you went to jail."

"Three years ago, I was one of those 'average' men that you see" the man ignored the woman and continued, "I graduated from a very average college, work was not ideal for me, I drank, I was angered, I didn't know how to treat women"
"So what changed?", the woman was interested, "because of her?"
"Yes."
 
"The person that she was, it was as though it was easy for her to see the inside of things. She taught me a lot, taught me how to treat people right; how to let the small things go; to not care so much about winning and losing; to delve deeper into life, than to live by what's on the surface. At that time, I was like a child. An immature, ignorant child. Perhaps that feeling is similar to the feeling which you have towards me right now. The strange thing was, no matter how rash and stubborn I was, I only ever listened to her words, followed her directions. I accepted the truth, I knew I was useless, so I worked hard. At the end of that year, I had risen in my work place, and we got married.", the man flicked his cigarette, and kept speaking as the ashes fell.


"It was a really hard time for the two of us. One room, one bed, with pathetically minimal amount of furniture and fittings. You know? It took me a whole year after marriage, to buy her her first diamond ring. I saved for a good half a year. Of course, behind her back. If she knew that I was doing this, she would have never agreed.


"During that time, alcohol and smoking had weakened my body. Long winter nights, she would always make me soup before I sleep. That special taste, it belonged to her and her only.", the man was immersed in memories, he'd lost track of time, and continued to reminisce the past.


And the woman, had no intention of interrupting him. She listened intently, quietly, until the man had noticed, it was already 10pm.

"Oh, sorry, I hadn't noticed it was already so late", the man apologised with a faint smile, "Do you understand now? I cannot, and will not, do anything to wrong her."
"Yes, I understand now. I admit defeat to that kind of woman" the woman shook her head unwillingly, "but you know, when I get to her age, I will be great too."
"Yes, I'm sure. And you can find yourself a great man too, right? It's late, let me send you home", the man stood up, and gestured to the exit.
"No, it's fine. I can get home on my own." she waved to him "Go! Don't make her wait."
The man smiled, turned and was about to leave.
"Is she pretty?"
"Yes", he replied "the most beautiful woman I had ever seen" and with that, he disappeared into the dark. The woman left behind, by herself, against the candlelight.

The man returned home, pushed opened his door, walked quietly towards the bedroom.
He sat down on the edge of the bed, and turned on the bedside lamp.
"It was the fourth one today. Why did you make such a good man out of me, so many people like  me! Be careful, I might have a change of heart!" he chuckled, then his face dropped, "You made such a good man of me, but you went first, leaving me behind... I'm so lonely..." the man's voice faded into the night.
Tears.
Tears slide down the man's cheek, and land on the photo frame resting in his palms.
In the faint light of the lamp, the frame contains an old faded yellow-tinged photo, picturing a woman with a plain, gentle beauty.