Killuminati up this bitch..

There are too many people who think the only right thing is to get by, and the only wrong thing is to get caught.

There's nobody you can trust these days..

Flagships

Maybe one day you'll wake up and realize I'm gone.

I hate you

"L'amour est un genre de suicide." - Jacques Lacan (médecin, 1901-1981)

Je me sens épuisés: emotionellement, physiquement, mentalement. Les adjectifs de mal-appreciés et mal-traités viennent en tete. Est-il possible de ressentir si repoussés en face de quelqu'un vous avez aimé pour les derniers deux ans? Est-il possible qu'un seul individu peut évoqué la volonté de vomir à un mésure si incomprehensible?

Because I'm a girl..

I like it when my legs look skinny. And tan. I believe that wearing red brings confidence, and that the colour of your nails complete your outfit. Shoes are the essence of any ensemble, seeing as they hold you up in life. I like my hair best when it's long and cascading down my shoulders. Even better when it's in loose curls or beachy waves. When I was little, I loved wearing dresses because it made me feel pretty--I still do. I dance to Top 40's music and I love it. Red lipstick is for sexy bitches--the David Guetta kind. I go apeshit when my phone battery is dying. I like the way my mascara used to make marks on my boyfriend's cheeks after we'd finish kissing. I love "pulling a Laguna" as in wearing sweats tucked into Uggs, big sunnies and a vente Starbucks in hand; the way Tina and I used to roll in back on those sporadic early mornings. Beach bumming is a hobby, I mean, what's better than falling asleep under the sun? Ringing my eyes with black eyeliner doesn't make me feel beautiful, it makes me feel fierce. But when the guy I love still tells me I'm gorgeous with no makeup at all, it feels pretty damn good too. Pearls make me feel classy. Getting ready with the girls is the highlight of my night.. besides the late-night pigging out. So what if I can't run a marathon in these stilettos? At least I can stomp around and act like I'm stepping all over those people who have stepped all over me in the past. Retail therapy is real therapy. Yes, as a matter of fact I do need this giant bag because inside are the contents of my LIFE. I like smelling good.

Because I'm me, I love touching dogs and their wet noses. It sounds gross, but I love it. I could live without conditioner only if I used Sab's shampoo (smells effin' amazing). Soy, lactose-free.. any kind of milk is nasty. I can't get enough of fake eyelashes. I press snooze until it's 45 minutes after my original alarm time. I hate not washing my hair for more than one day. It drives me fucking crazy. My closet staples are tights, v-necks and Uggs. I hate watching my friends settle for less. I'm a fan of chivalry and I like it when my guy friends tell me, "That's just the way I was taught". I'm always late, don't count on me for anything. I could go for some McDonalds right now. A momma's boy is my kind of boy. I'm a snobby bitch to people I don't trust. During the summertime, I have mass cravings for BBQ and nightmarket food. I like feeling like a lady, if you know what I mean. I still think black panties are bought to be worn in front of someone... I like the way my favourite boy makes me laugh, even when I'm beyond pissed off. It really bugs me when people act like music is a religion. I don't think before I speak. Converse chucks are the only shoes that look good dirty. I love eating chicken wings with fake nails and my eyelashes on--I feel like a fucking woman. I don't get menstrual cramps. I would like to believe that my hamster knows her name is Gwendilynn and that I'm her mama, but I know I'm just fooling myself.. I can't understand how cheaters can look themselves in the mirror. I live in the moment because things always happen for a reason right? I would rather walk and recycle. Mary-Kate and Ashley, and Molly Ringwald are my movie heroines. My friends are the only people in the world who can tolerate me, I grant you that.

Because I'm me, because I'm a girl.. it's all the same. This is me and I'm a girl, and I fucking love it.

"i gave you my sincerity"

this is an honest-to-God horrible post.. so don't read it. it's just an excuse to put up a sexy picture...

i'm in so much ridiculous love with korean boys right now..this one particular korean boy. oh my god. lee min ho, why are you sooo goodlooking? isn't he GORGEOUS? please have my babies.

last night, watched boys before flowers for the first time until 4 in the morning at sab's. we went through 3 cd's which is equivalent to 6 hours of korean drama love. this doesn't include our breaks (taking soph out to pee, getting chicken wings and cheesy bread from domino's. sooo nasty. it almost put me off chicken wings for life). im pretty much in looooooooove. i just got home from watching bbf at sab's too. i really don't think you want to know what i'm doing right now... i'm watching youtube videos of bbf which includes lots of fan made videos of just how mad sexy he is.

okay.. soph's getting pretty upset and i'm going to stop before i spoil the entire series for myself. time for bed!

*mwah*

Meet Sophie. listening to the little monster snore right now..

On other news: I've been touched by the kindness of a stranger. If anyone's been keeping track of my blog, you'll know that I was all moany and complaining about how I lost my original blog. Turns out it was on wordpress.. and yeah, I did remember correctly and my bio was pretty kick-ass afterall. Yay!!!!

It's strange but I'm always counting on the kindness of strangers. I'm lucky enough to always be running into kind people who are willing to take their pity on a funny little Asian girl like me. Haha.

And I love you, there's no doubt about it!!!!

Say hello to goodbye.