February 2010
I’m so broken inside, you’d think that I was a pile of sand.
I’m so overjoyed today because I’ve met some of my most favourite people and Uncle Ng gave me so many boxes of pencils. I’ve got so many antique stationeries now. Made in Britain, made in England, made in Czechoslovakia (yes, not Czech Republic), made in Germany. I’ve even got a bottle of purple Parker pen ink. Oh, and I bought a really antique phone replica. Next up, a...
Most of the time, I’m so tired, I don’t know what am I doing.
Because of the things that are currently happening in my life, I have this insatiable hunger to read. This craving for books is growing stronger and is the only way to keep me sane now.
gorgeousissimo:
manningpaperbacks:
Just a little something. I’ve always wanted to fall in love with a total stranger. Seems so idealistic to me. Doesn’t matter if we’d end up going our separate ways in the end. No, it doesn’t matter. You see, I’m not one of those girls who’d plan for the future. I’m peculiarly different from them, you might say. You know, like perhaps one day I’d meet someone...
Oh hey, there you are! I’ve been meaning to tell you this. Do you know you have me trapped and trippin’ over?
