.

i feel like swallowing a bottle of
antidepressant and
sleep away the weariness and insecurities.

not knowing
when to wake up.

would I be cured?

e mo

sick and tired of being sick and tired.

angry. numb. blur. sad. bored. vulnerable.

somebody shake me! I'm getting emo.

to my superman.

"I just want you to know. No matter what happens, you are still the daughter I'm proud of.
No matter what people say, I believe you will be great someday."

Those beautiful words kept me alive
even when death seems like the easiest escape.
Forever you will be my number one hero, dad.
And for that reason, I'm praying to God to keep you here with me
as long as He could.

Get well soon, papa.

my kind of valentine

I celebrated Valentine's Day this year with 2 bottles of corona, a bottle of chivas, a can of coke, a bowl of popcorn, and the 'ministry of sound clubbers guide summer 2008' playlist.

screw fine dining, roses, wine, and brian mcknight.
this is my kind of valentine.

Jessica Mauboy

This half-Kupang, half-Aborigines singer is definitely
my favorite Aussy urban singer.

I interviewed her at an event in Sydney last year, and she seemed really down to earth.

Her new single 'Running Back' ft. Flo Rida got stuck in my head lately.


'But i can't move on
Cause that means forgetting everything we had
Instead i keep on running back'

"Running Back" - Jessica Mauboy ft. Flo Rida


I guess y'all know why this song is stuck in my head :P

what are we, mister?

X says: (10:12:52 PM)
listen, deb. the first time he did it to you, shame on him.
X says: (10:13:01 PM)
the second time.. shame on you deb.


I want to believe that things can change for the better.

but look at this.

fighting over things that have passed.
accusing each other of being unfaithful.
doubting each other's love.
verbally abusing?

what are we now, mister?

hey mr.

I need someone to love me
Not someone to fix me.
I am fine,mister.
Seriously.