x&Y

Trying hard to speak and
Fighting with my weak hand
Driven to distraction
It’s all part of the plan
When something is broken
And you try to fix it
Trying to repair it
Any way you can

I dive in at the deep end
You become my best friend
I want to love you but I don’t know if I can
I know something is broken and i’m trying to fix it
Trying to repair it any way I can

an art

love

means

letting go!

punching life

actually,life is hiding under a blank curtain. everything is complex,undecipherable and nothing is certain.do not do that madam zorra bullshits and at least do not expect things to go on your way because it will not.for me,life is the best sparring partner and not muhammad ali or the ear-biting mike tyson.oh god is great.we only have to learn how to absorb the punches and be prepared to fall to the hardest.life could be your loveliest neighbour but sometimes mean enough to even make you bleed.face it,stand up and keep on practising.you may not be that perfect but almost which is good enough isnt it?deal with it and you will soon find out that life is not that sickening.

life's beautiful.
so do you.
unfortunately it's true.

puzzle

red.ferrari.turquoise.lily

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but i like....

kenapa?

kenapa orang lain tak percaya apa yang kita cakap?
adakah body language yang tidak meyakinkan?atau disebabkan oleh suara yang tidak loud and clear?atau mungkin disebabkan oleh rupabentuk physical dan facial yang tidak memuaskan si pendengar? mungkin hidung kita kemek ataupun bermata sepet? mungkin kita berbulu lebat seperti beruk di hutan? pening kepala apabila memikirkan.give up.

caution: this statement may not be applicable to nicole kumari atau john munusamy sebab adalah tidak munasabah sekiranya kata-kata mereka tidak dipercayai.

you freaked me out!

i couldnt find the answer why some people are confusing.
the science is making no sense at all.the mechanisms are becoming too complex for me
to understand.i wish i could but i would rather choose to stay under my coffee table.
im my own body.im my own soul.
not your remote control.