what happens when you’re travelling w four older women:
“i’m very full” “i can’t take it already” “i had enough” “you go ahead”
so i ended up taking up the role of a rubbish bin, finishing all the food that they can’t.well i admit i like the food but honestly somewhat annoyed that they keep asking me to finish everything almost every meal.my face is rounder already and my arms ….
anyhow, am craving for some sushi and chicken rice now.had avocado+cheese+egg sandwich for breakfast which transformed into my lunch and then dad decided that apples and persimmon shall be my lunch instead.but when im hungry i crave savoury food >:(
Leonardo’s Mona Lisa is just a thousand thousand smears of paint. Michelangelo’s David is just a million hits with a hammer. We’re all of us a million bits put together the right way.
—Chuck Palahniuk
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Greetings from a place you’d last expect me to be in: a beach resort with lots of sun - not that i’m complaining cause its paid for and we have a huge villa to ourselves. I need a house like this next time - just spacious enough for creative air to fly and not too huge for loneliness to creep in when you have the place to yourself. anyhow, i’m thankful for this time away.
Bye jet black hair and Hi Golden brown hair soon when i get back ^^
A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies. The man who never reads lives only one.
—George R.R. Martin (via booksfrommyshelf)
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i’m stuffing so much food into my mouth but you know what’s the worse part of it? that it hardly gives me any satisfaction. i hate how the fish fats tastes after a while but i still force myself to swallow that piece of blubber. i have no appetite and am very grossed out by the sight of food but i still eat because its easy to and its something im used to doing, or not dad will nag and say how skinny i am. the grosser the food is, the more i eat. but at least, when i took the piece of venison today and thought about bambi, nothing could make me swallow the thought of eating the poor deer. this happened at least thrice as i forced myself to eat the venison but placed it on the plates of my dad/brother instead.
the only consolation is that there is still some feeling left in me and i have found a line where this ends
the moment i knew you held the hands of the other was the moment i ceased to like you
honestly i think its tiresome when someone is going on and on about the same person saying how he/she can never get over someone. but come on, unless you’ve been married to the person, i reckon its possible to move on from this? i listen to people going on and on and realised how tiresome it is to hear about the same old person. you will move on if you choose to. when you tell yourself you can and have better things to do than think about thesameold then you will move on.
i hung up his call the other day ^^ his presence is really getting so annoying these days
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True, we love life, not because we are used to living, but because we are used to loving. There is always some madness in love, but there is also always some reason in madness.
—Friedrich Nietzsche (via vanished)
I have scars on my hands from touching certain people.
—J.D. Salinger (via booksfrommyshelf)
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