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merry merry x'mas !!
(>.<)
haha.
aunt's place still have that christmas mood.
must be the fact that aunt's bdae's coming
AND
baby enxi's coming!!
hehz.
can't wait.
oh, oh,
im baking apple pie on sun for aunt's bdae.
wish mi luck!
merry merry christmas!!!
my fav time of the year!
haha.
lotsa chocolates,
candies,
hams,
cheese,
for some funny reason,
pizzas!
christmas eve is cous birthday so that probably adds to the festive spirit.
hee.
HO HO HO!!!
MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!
feel so stuffed..(>.<) 
'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has past
Oh, God it feels like forever
But no one ever tells you
That forever feels like home
Sitting all alone inside your head
How do you feel?
That is the question
But I forget
You don't expect an easy answer
When something like a soul
Becomes initialized
And folded up like paper dolls and little notes
You can't expect the bitter folks
And while your outside looking in
Describing what you see
Remember what your staring at is me
Cause' I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has past
All I know is that it feels like forever
And no one ever tells you
That forever feels like home
Sitting all alone inside your head
How much is real
So much to question
An epidemic of the mannequins
Contaminating everything
And if that came from the heart
It never did, right from the start
Just listen to the noises(Now I'm more, instead of voices)
Before You tell yourself
It's just a different scene
Remember it's just different from what you've seen
I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has past
Now all I know is that feels like forever
And no one ever tells you
That forever feels like home
Sitting all alone inside your head
Cause' I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has past
Now all I know is that it feels like forever
And no one ever tells you
That forever feels like home
Sitting all alone inside your head
And it's the stars... the stars... that shine for you
And it's the stars... the stars... that lie to you
I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has past
Oh, God it feels like forever
But no one ever tells you
That forever feels like home
Sitting all alone inside your head
Cause' I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has past
All I know is that it feels like forever
But no one ever tells you
That forever feels like home
Sitting all alone inside your head
And it's the stars... the stars... that shine for you
And it's the stars... the stars... that lie to you
And it's the stars... the stars... that shine for you
And it's the stars... the stars... that lie to you
Oh, when the stars... Oh, when the stars... they lie
how can you still make mi feel this way?
why am i unable to leave u after all this while?
you're like a drug
and i'm addicted
damn
this is all wrong
how can we still fit so perfectly after all these years?
how can our bodies still accommodate each other's so well?
the dance in bed
entangled limbs deep in sleep
the unconscious effort to waltz as we dream
the perfect shoulder to lean on
the perfect arms to sleep in
the perfect body to snuggle against
yours
water swishing in a tank
the sudden rush
the crash
and the stagnant surface in the end
the electric touch
the smoothing quality
the peace and calmness brought on by familiarity
my haven in disguise
my haven in denial
m tired.
so tired.
but i dont know why.
yet,
i cant sleep at night.
she walks around,
aimless,
like a wandering spirit,
a zombie let loose.
the tears kept coming.
they wont stop.
god,
please release me from my faults.
my brain feels like a scrambled egg,
addled,
it feels so much like a fake
toy i have picked up from a flea market.
she bummed around,
broken.
she let her thoughts run wild,
now shez a phantom.
my brain is on overdrive,
my eyelids are drooping half the time,
i giggle at weird intervals
and wept at the rest,
i tried too hard being bubbly
and now m depressed.
she dont know what is missing in her life,
only that it is missing.
she dont know if she will be more help dead or alive,
her lack of courage to answer herself only heightened her panic.
she cant regconize herself anymore.
a sad old lady,
wasted,
bent and wrinkled,
stared back with hollow,
vacant eyes.
who is she?
no...
not me...
not me...
not me..!
not me!!!
a flash of silver,
a glint of blade,
a drunken stupor,
tainted red.
then,
the cries and laughter,
gone forever...
