my very cute mother fogot to renew her passport. so, i'm stuck in singapore till this tuesday. was mega disappointed but we went on a nice retail therapy (literally) money wasting session! but you know, mothers. they spend heavenuva load of money on bedsheets, why?!!! but essentially, the purpose of this post is that i'm going to fall off the face of earth for a couple of days, byebye.
sometimes when you're not around, i put you into things to make some sense to myself that you actually are, real.
you are my thunderstorm.
you are my favourite of the moment death-cab-for-cutie song on replay.
you are the chill that goes down my spine.
you are the cold sweat on my brow.
you are my green-tea icecream.
you are my bungee jump.
sometimes you are my nothing.
you are my robot.
you are my puppet master.
you are my sunshine.
you are my searing pain.
you are my vacuum in space.
you are my fuzzy feeling.
you are my wheels on my skates.
you are my gunshot wound.
you are my sand slipping through my fingers.
you are my dream.
you are my nightmare.
sometimes you are my everything.
you are my blank paper.
you are my colour pencils.
you are my empty fridge.
you are my mind.
you are my body.
you are my soul.
you are my empty vessel.
you are my endless ocean.
you are my itch.
you are my sugar high.
are my pending mistake?
you are my fear.
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