no reason for dry cheeks

i feel like i just saw you.

you with the mess of hair and the lack of sleep.
just like old times.
i would cook for you. i'm obsessed.

we dont need to talk. i just want to stare at that face and listen to that intellect.

i'll take the gold, you the silver.

ya allah, kenapa kau cipta binatang macam ni?

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rasa macam nak tumbuk muka anjing tu, and then tumbuk myself, and then tumbuk pokme.

you, in between my legs, now.

from The Awesomer.
I stopped cycling the moment I despised my neighbours, and in my new house, if you've ever been there, is just not cycling-friendly.

Damn right, hussla.

I really want to go somewhere end of this year. I think I will.
But that would mean I'll be missing my graduation.
I don't want to wait till next year. I've always wanted to go there.
This is my destiny!!!

Last night someone told me not to be greedy and do everything.
FY old mofo, fucking cheapskate nak free alcohol je.
Don't tell me what to fucking do with my life.
Fucker.

Anyway, yes, my destiny.
I don't want to put so much hope in it in fear of jinxing it.
Like my Project March. My parents have totally avoided the subject with me, but had the nerve to ask my younger brother if he would like to go overseas for a week or two and do absolutely nothing.
HAVE THEY FORGOTTEN HE HAS YET TO WRITE A FREAKING RESUME TO GET A BLOODY JOB.

I am upset. I am already irrelevant. To them.

Oh wow, 2009.

I didn't expect much to happen this year, if you remember what I wrote in February (check out the last line) after spending a month and a half or so not seeing my parents (yes, we still live under the same roof. Today was the first time I saw them in 2 weeks).
BUT GUESS WHAT NIGGAZ YA BRUDA ERE BE SO PRODUCTIVE THIS YER!!1!1

1. Kurasaraksasa!
2. CIPAN
3. Between the Lines (the accidental exhibition)
4. My top secret exhibition with a filthy rich ingrate and a hopeless romantic.

Started my internship at Annexe, so please, everytime you go there and see me don't think I jual muka, gua kerja sana k.
I want this book!
Pentti and Deathgirl by Emma Rendel.
I quite like this too, which I think looks like a cross between Ladyesah and Dura, who reminds me of Irana Douer.

Today is Father's Day and I don't have the heart to tell him his Transition glasses are annoying.
Cuba teka mana satu Mr. Anatomy '78 a.k.a my dad.
Shuz posted a picture of her mother when she was young, and I sometimes think if I'll grow old and look like her.

want

Portraits by Angèle Fougeirol.