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the bitch
There's nothing interesting about me, except the fact that I really should stop switching blogs.
bitch de nuit
Another pretentious way of saying "Bitch, please."
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Sunday, August 31, 2008
Viorar Vel Til Loftarasa
I let myself flow onwards
I swim through my mind back and forth
My soul still sings
the song we once wrote
We once had a dream
We had everything
We rode to the end of the world
We rode on searching
We climbed skyscrapers
But they were all destroyed
The peace is gone now
I lack balance, I fall down
Still, I let myself flow onwards
I swim through my mind
but I always come back to the same place
There is nothing left to say
This is for the best
God will provide a day
for us
...tomorrow.
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No one can find the rewind button.
How is it possible that one night could throw me into complete clarity of my situation, my options obvious; my choices singular.
Yet I wake up to this mess of a life; my sheets tussled and my heart in distress.
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Saturday, August 30, 2008
Whuuuuut.
Handbag House
A type of House music. Handbag house consists of the obligatory disco diva lyrics, simple four-on-the-floor TR-909 kick drums, hi-hats on the upbeats, Basic synth stabs in a minor key, and sometimes a snare on beats two and four. Videos often feature the singer in a leather costume dancing around while a sculpted bald black man gyrates his hips whilst also attempting to look threatening. Its name comes from the phenomenon of a group of women dancing around a pile of their handbags.
Source: Urban Dictionary
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Friday, August 29, 2008
Here's a finger
I'm sorry I even tried.
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Thursday, August 28, 2008
Here's my heart on a silver platter.
Image: A Softer World
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Am I the only one seeing a connection here?
Photo Credits:
www.fashion156.com
www.justinbevans.com
www.fashion156.com
www.justinbevans.com
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On a totally unrelated note *rolls eyes*
You couldn’t get personal with me even if your bad fashion sense depended on it.
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Donald Duck Man
I'm sorry, but why are you even alive?
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Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Because I Can
I perved at a shirtless beggar along Chinatown today.
In my defence, he was really cute.
In my defence, he was really cute.
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Tommy Wee, Marry Mee.
My oh my, two mutual friends? Suddenly I feel prolific.
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I took the fucking plunge
...and now I wait.
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Tuesday, August 26, 2008
The sexual innuendos you find in a happy meal
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I miss you already
Tagging ugly photos of friends on Facebook is actually rather therapeutic.
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"Serangoon Rod"
1 Missed Call from 81553842
Me: Sorry, did anyone call this number?
Muthu: Sori wong namber alreadiy
Muthu: Priyalath. U priyalath. Kamish now call u india.
Me: No
Muthu: No kamish call priyalath now india. Seriuse to now.
Me: Fuck off im not indian
Muthu: No india. thenk you sir.
Muthu: Serangon priyalath havd u no? serangon rod.
Me: Stop messaging me. Im not vasantham or sarayam or shiva. Go build a condominium or something.
Muthu: No no. priyalath i see no saravam. se priyalath sir?
Seriously, and they blame us for the racism. And oh, "Muthu" because he sounds like a Muthu.
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Monday, August 25, 2008
Down with flu
“I was saying we live in the afterglow of the glitterati. It illuminates our scraps.” Lyn
What a way to put life into perspective.
What a way to put life into perspective.
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Fuck boyfriends.
You fucking big baby. Will you ever man up or do you want your mommy to do that for you?
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Sunday, August 24, 2008
Loller.
In which entirety of space and time? Kampung Eastside?
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Bitch, please.
Remember my disgustingly awesome spectacles that I lost at Play?
The thick, round and awesome rimmed ones?
The thick, round and awesome rimmed ones?
The afghan scarf done to death by the UK indie hipster crowd, a tongue piercing you're afraid the whole world doesn't know you have, and T-shirt with prints that doesn't make sense? Where are you from, two years ago?
Dear Spectacles,
First things first. Seriously?
I am extremely disappointed in you. I mean, of all places to reappear - on the face ('face' for the lack of a better word to describe... it) of that mother queen of all wannabe's? What were you thinking, Spectacles? Why the desperation?
That's just sad. I'm glad to say I'm over your loss now.
Goodbye and good riddance. You were cool while you lasted. Now you're just plain sad.
xoxo,
Daniel
First things first. Seriously?
I am extremely disappointed in you. I mean, of all places to reappear - on the face ('face' for the lack of a better word to describe... it) of that mother queen of all wannabe's? What were you thinking, Spectacles? Why the desperation?
That's just sad. I'm glad to say I'm over your loss now.
Goodbye and good riddance. You were cool while you lasted. Now you're just plain sad.
xoxo,
Daniel
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Thursday, August 21, 2008
I like mushrooms, I like parmesan
..but those two put together in a sandwich is just plain weird.
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Wednesday, August 20, 2008
NEW BLOG.
Oh Zaimie, you're so 15 minutes ago.
Trust me when I say this, you've pissed on the wrong tree.
Trust me when I say this, you've pissed on the wrong tree.
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