i love my CD-RW drive.

i love gwen stefani.

i love no doubt.

i love my mom, who's a real sweetheart.

i love azizul too, if he gives me his tragic kingdom. or anyone else for that matter.

i love to live.

and it was so funny how i thought, after countless sign-in times today, that i wouldn't see you. but i did.

and i was going to do my work tonight instead. postponed, then. or maybe i'll just burn through the night. this procrastination has to end.

-editted to add. i just read through my past blogs, and things that i've written half a year ago don't make any sense at all now. things that i covered in layers and layers of intrigue and riddle, they mean nothing to me now. but i suppose there's the fun in like, contextual PC. just like dh lawrence's snake. haha, we both make fine writing (you readers can't deny that!) but with really warped and/or perverse undertones. and yes dearies, two geniuses can be mutually exclusive in their modus operandi. so don't read into it so much.

-editted again to add more. i think i'm a fucking genius. or then again, i could be the world's greatest fool. (quotes bahstan rawb of survivor) i mean, it's only so long before the artful dodger loses his centre, and the cat comes out of the bag. or maybe when everyone realises that to delude, you need a deluge of lies and misinformation. till you can't tell the difference, they are altogether, one and the same. besides, what's the point of being so dogged about affairs of the heart, since that would cause double the pain? oh well, dolce and gabbana looks like the in thing for this cyclical season, at the head of the pack. disguises are disgusting. so stop staring daggers into me - it's dangerous, you'd just be digging your own grave. and in the distance, handsome, majestic dragons fly by, in the wide expanse of the deep blue sky. HAH.

Destiny or God? you can only choose one, with your own hands.
quixoticka eulogized @ 11:17:00 pm