white. white. white. skin.
why.why.why.why.me?
Stray Vibes
Random-ness.
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
disturbing
When the sheer selfishnessof the ACT
makes the soul tremble
and we indulge
in airy
very airy
goodbyes,
I smelt defeat.
It had a whiff of
malice
I think (I know)
Explain,
the smell of heartache
from a long distance
call
I loved you
I have no inhibitions about admitting
your
scent
drives.me.nuts
Why not explore
with our noses as lovers
and find
that... spice.. that.. aroma
behind
an earlobe
(maybe?)
or the back of your knee...
Monday, May 26, 2008
btw..that brochure thing said..
"YOUR WORLD IS...
PERSONAL NOW."
*rolls eyes*
how exciting.
yes.
i did reach
but
philosophy can really
get
you
down
way way below...
*the moon, the moon,
i still see it sometimes, in your eyes*
"YOUR WORLD IS...
PERSONAL NOW."
*rolls eyes*
how exciting.
yes.
i did reach
but
philosophy can really
get
you
down
way way below...
*the moon, the moon,
i still see it sometimes, in your eyes*
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Sometimes life gets so peaceful and quiet. And comfortable. Like, right now..
Tea, music and my blog. Its my own little world. A world where i dont really have to compose my words or try to be something im not. Im aesha here. Raw. Real. And its amazing. I dont have to pretend i like something or someone. I can some right out with it.
*I hate you, U.K*
See?
Feels good :s
I HATEEEEEEEEEEEE YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!
HATE. HATE. HATE youuuuuuuuuuu
=/
ok must stop.
There's a weird brochure kind of thing lying under the table and i can see the words " YOUR WORLD IS.."
Even though I'm very curious and i want to know what my world is according to this piece of paper, I'm too lazy to investigate.
You see? Sometimes things are at an arm's length ...
*Like the moon , that day, at the farm-house...*
...But you just dont wanna reach..
Tea, music and my blog. Its my own little world. A world where i dont really have to compose my words or try to be something im not. Im aesha here. Raw. Real. And its amazing. I dont have to pretend i like something or someone. I can some right out with it.
*I hate you, U.K*
See?
Feels good :s
I HATEEEEEEEEEEEE YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!
HATE. HATE. HATE youuuuuuuuuuu
=/
ok must stop.
There's a weird brochure kind of thing lying under the table and i can see the words " YOUR WORLD IS.."
Even though I'm very curious and i want to know what my world is according to this piece of paper, I'm too lazy to investigate.
You see? Sometimes things are at an arm's length ...
*Like the moon , that day, at the farm-house...*
...But you just dont wanna reach..
Monday, May 19, 2008
yayy
Ok I'm back.:Dhaha.
Here's the deal:
I'm actually over with MATH!
for real =/
The only sad part is i keep dreaming of doing long-winded sums and things and exam halls and invigilators who talk in math.
Ok explain "Talk in math"
hmm.. they just say weird math stuff and you have to figure out what they're saying. =/
Its horrible for peopel like me. People who think math is a curse!
anyway.. we're over with mhmm.. 4 papers!
:D
a gazillion more to go.. :s