January 2010
25 posts
*testing out the dashboard widget.
ahasgasghGAHSGAHGhsgahgs!!!
Pollyana Cowgirl says: (PM 06:29:15)
ehhhhhhhhhhhh
Pollyana Cowgirl says: (PM 06:29:23)
TWORKS put job opening on FB
malvina says: (PM 06:29:27)
ya i know
malvina says: (PM 06:29:34)
coz i put it up
cashback.
Ben Willis: Once upon a time, I wanted to know what love was. Love is there if you want it to be. You just have to see that it’s wrapped in beauty and hidden away in between the seconds of your life. If you don’t stop for a minute, you might miss it.
fuck the repetition.
as stereotypical as this may sound, i’m sorry, but at this wretched point of time, they’re all the same.
i’m done. over and out.
beauty*2
i sent you out to play last night, the alarms went off at three. funny how i’m not loving now, lonely does not guarantee…
…and i move out of love. if only there was no consequence. i’d watch it all turn to dust. hey can i go with you, my beauty number 2? hey can i go with you, when the rendezvous’ over?
-ladytron
@themarieldavid
i’m not sure if these links would help for food, but i’m guessing it might:
http://www.hungrygowhere.com/
http://ieatishootipost.sg/
some areas you might want to pop are dempsey hill, holland village, emily hill, haji lane, arab street, dunlop street, emerald hill, ann siang hill. many shops, pubs and nice dining places you might just want to hit. :)
and if you’re...
sink.
unfortunately, the hot air balloon had enough space for just one.
lost in translation.
charlotte: that was the worst lunch.
bob: so bad.
bob: what kind of restaurant makes you cook your own food?
charlotte: when are you leaving.
bob: tomorrow.
charlotte: i'll miss you.
bob: i don't want to leave.
charlotte: then don't. stay here with me. we'll start a jazz band.
“I think it’s more interesting to see people who don’t feel appropriately. I...”
– Ryan Gosling (via chocolate-cigarettes)
oh, cyndi lauper.
and so she says, god has more important things to worry about than who i sleep with. ♥
autumn.
autumn leaves under frozen souls hungry hands turning soft and old my hero crying as we stood out their in the cold like these autumn leaves i dont have nothing to hold handsome smiles wearing handsome shoes too young to say though i swear he knew and i hear him singing while he sits there in his chair while these autumn leaves float around everywhere and i look at you and i see me making noise...
