Sunday, October 16, 2005

the slow descent into alcoholism

so halloween is dredging near,

went to the mall again yesterday,
angel, t. and i decided to step into some halloween costume store (at the insistence of angel)
and promptly tried on random hats
and (no, seriously) random eccentric outfits that echo extremely S&M

(as much as the following might put me up for public ridicule.. i mean, HAHAHA WHAT THE HECK WERE WE THINKING!)

little bo beep, french maid & charlotte (of her self-titled web)


(from them-gems, to whoever you are)

(jh): aiyaa im a lil laggy in this tagboard debate. well anon, i strongly recommend you to join singapore's opposition party. *wink wink*
(dith): hi va what's with the sun wu kong ! i feel like eating kong bak pau all of a sudden haha LOVE
(dith): you need some anger management, breathe in and out, OH yea anonymous.. when you're this angsty, you'd have BIG RED PIMPLES. didnt your mother tell you that? oh wait, you dont have a mom, i'm so sorry. no wonder you have such bad manners
(j): chatterboxers record IP addresses no? :D
(huis): actually va, i think that you should take on legal actions against such flamers to restore some peace. its easy and it shuts some gaps. this loser is like some fucking deranged stalker.
(birdy): hey people ignore this piece of anonymous shit, waste our time. cui!
(wei): some assholes just need a wake up call.. why dont you just ask yourself why is it affecting you so much tht you think shes ugly.. is it cos shes actually prettier than you tht makes you so angry?
(huis): please take a minute and read through all your previous demented posts. don't you agree with me? you really sound crazy right! do you need an inhaler to calm yourself down? how about colours, do they make you happy?what has va done to offend your mother?
(huis): i'm sorry but.. erm. Are You Crazy? do you run about with a signboard hanging from your neck that says 'HEY! LOOK AT ME! I'M CRAZZZZYYYY!!!!' because like, you really sound like it. my condolences to your sorry asshole of a brain

ever so careful,
on the strip we cruise,
crippled in someone else's shoes.
who knew?
mind you,
i never had to stand in line,
you did,
in the ballad of a comeback kid


(author's note: hearts and a sandwich of your choice for all my jewels that put themselves out there for me. as much as there may be animosity and obvious malevolence going on these days, i am feeling the love)

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