first, i make an open invitation to anyone to watch shoot 'em up with me. i really need to see this movie one more time, this time, in its entirety.
... and so i write my maiden article about sadness. the backdrop -- the gloomy weather (how appropriate), two newborn playlists in my itunes named heartbreak and angst, a fresh pack of vogue cigarettes i just swore never to purchase again and my terse monologue about how probably every one of them was right. that layla, you are too emotionally high-maintenance and too immature to even spell the dirty word called love.
or in my defense, i probably have always been too neglected.
or as the song goes, it could be i'm searching for a place so small with room for everything where worlds on worlds revolve.
sorry folks... my apologies for my most incoherent entry so far. and i have to abruptly stop this right here. blame my mixed emotions.
p.p.s. congratulations to my good friend/colleague chowie who has just given birth to a baby girl. oh how i want one.... :)
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i just noticed you keep on sending me quotes from Crime and Punishment. Does that mean you're so bored with me now. wow, congrats then..you're free. Drink some wine!!!
:)
If there is no God, everything is permitted. - The Brother Karamazov
dearly,
i will never be bored with you.
that i am sending you quotes simply means i am retreating back to the wonderful world of literature -- my sanctuary.
i always have belonged in it.
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