A couple of days ago, i didn't think that it was going to that awful. Him leaving and all.
Surprise surprise.
Something came over me last night. Couldn't stop my tears from coursing down.
What in the d0d0 is wrong with me?
I miss his presence.
A lot more acutely than i thought i would.
I often wonder what constitutes as the right mix. Between being dependent and independent. And what it means to cross the line. All my life, i teeter at both extremities.
It's strange. Really.
You remember promising yourself. Way before this whole thing begun. That you are not going to let it happen to you twice. No more self-destructive pattern. Oh no, not me.
Maybe i knew it was going to happen. Maybe not. But it did.
It always slips up on you when you least expect it.
crowned
There's a girl named RENE who is a glutton. Who eats anything she can get her hands on. She can't get enough of chocolates. Same goes for her yami yoghurt. And her fried mars bar.
adorations
Lilies and orchids are her favourite flowers. She loves french pedicures, mascaras, ribbons, laces, colours. She loves kate spade. She loves to cuddle in bed with a book and a mug of hot chocolate. She loves shiny and glittering stuff. She also has a fixation on the colour green. She's desperately trying to pick up mahjong from mr teo. She loves trying out new food and interesting places. She loves being a december baby. She has got a dose of wanderlust in her. And of course she loves shopping. She loves her family which only consist of her mok mok and papa. And she adores her darling mr teo.
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fixations
Her list of restaurants
annalakshmi black angus rice table
desire brazil churrascaria
brewerkz cafe modestos hog's breath kuishinbo waraku shashlik
v tea room
wishlist
hp and the deathly hallows junk food tees
dkny watch
gucci tote
coach signature stripe tote
prada handbag
chanel 2-way cake
stila treatment powder
revlon super lustrous lipgloss skinny jeans
cheap monday skinny jeans
