I dropped my camera into the pond at the botanics.
Yes, Its still there.
:(

Gonna take a trip to lonesome town
Gonna stay at heartbreak hotel
A fool such as I that never learns
I cry a tear so well

Choo, choo train chuggin' down the track
Gotta travel on, never comin' back
Oh, oh got a one way ticket to the blues

"The best time I've had in the last fifteen years was sitting at that piano with you."
"That's wonderfully sensitive... especially from a man who wears such tight pants."
"It forces all the blood to my heart".

Just came back from a feel good sleepover with Amanda. Boy; I've missed how it felt to just be totally mesmerized by a movie, and to sink ( Read more... )

So why then does this night already feel like a memory?
-B

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MY IPOD MINI OF FOUR YEARS. DROPPED. INTO. THE TOILET BOWL.(!!!)
YESTERDAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY. :(
IM DAMN SADDDDD, ITS SPOILED NOWWWWWWWWWWW. :(

Dear Pod,
I am sorry, what can i say to express how dreadfully bad i feel. The feeling that grips my heart is indescribable. Watching you fall, into the bowl, was like watching my best friend get knocked down ( Read more... )

"Yesterday when you called, I held my breath and searched for that sense of familiarity in your voice but it wasn't there, only brief politeness. And so when I cry about you the kleptomaniac in me holds your heart in my hand. I don'twant you to ever know how much I miss you, how you smelled like exactly the way I imagined boys to smell, of sweat ( Read more... )

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Boats
by Cyril Wong

You and your photographs of boats;
that repeated metaphor for departure,

or simply the possibility of a voyage?
What you cannot tell me, you tell me

with a vessel and its single passenger,
eyes fixed on some skylit conclusion.

Set apart and starkly upon a canvas
of tractable waves, brought to still

by the trigger-click of ( Read more... )