Finally

thank you for re-inviting me back to the virtual world. life was absolute hell without your presence. dont you know that i fall apart without you? how could a crocked graphic card cause so much depression.

dammit.

well while you were away, i learnt one thing.

no matter how hot/babelicious/gorgeeous/whatever a woman is. they have no fucking right to expect that they will get their way everytime. it is no excuse to be obnoxious or unreasonable. just because other people kiss the chair you sit on and worship the ground you walk on does not mean i have to smile and say your flatulence smelt heavenly. wake up and smell the roses.

bitch(es)

Some cracks can be felt but not seen

i remember the times
when we used to
sit by our
favourite coffee place

on the
plush red sofa
where we would
watch the world
pass us by
while
finishing off
each other's sentences

with our
raspberry fraps; caramel dreams; vanilla lattes; berrydreams
in hand
we would invite one another
into our own personal realities
where we teased at the insecurities
and laughed at the embarrassments

the world goes on around us
we are lost in time

but now
we no longer
mention the
plush red sofa
nor
have time
to enjoy our drinks
together

awkward silences
replace
the spaces
that was once
for the laughter

veiled innuendoes
and
underlying annoyance
now dominate
our conversations

easy acceptance
has surrendered to
extreme impatience

when our gazes meet
the smile that appears
never quite reach our eyes

bring me back
bring us back
to the time
where we first began

before everything
becomes
what it is slowly
becoming

a memory


*and i see you standing there, wanting more from me. but all i can do is try.

At this moment
All hope is lost
Music and beauty
Are nothing but salt in my sadness
Pure ice sear through my veins
Leaving behind an empty white void
Who could have thought
That the angel of death
Was so cruel?
Or that known desire
Would melt this vast
Winter night into
A flood of darkness.


*and we stare at each other and i think, dont leave me.

Terri Schindler has moved on

Terri Schindler died on thursday.

http://www.cnn.com/2005/US/03/31/schiavo/index.html

my question is, how can the husband move on like nothing happened? that's his wife getting starved and dehydrated.

did he even shed a tear for her?