been listening to this song on my record player all evening. stevie nicks wrote landslide when she was 27. and i find myself reflecting on my own life, a week before my birthday, at the cusp of turning 27 myself. where will i go? what will i do with my life from now on? will i fall in love again? should i keep waiting for a fantasy that will probably never come? or should i face reality, admit defeat and move on with my life? at 2:30am in the morning, i don’t know anymore….
24/5/13 | 2:26am | Comments
so save me, love, save me all the time.
i’ll wash you down with a simple sip of wine….
14/5/13 | 1:33pm | Comments
my mom slaved away in the kitchen last night on the evening of mother’s day to make me food for the entire week so that her son the broke grad student wouldn’t starve living by himself.
i hope that one day, my perfect prince and i can be half the parent to our children as my mom have been to me. if only i ever find my perfect prince….
13/5/13 | 7:37am | Comments
time flies, the saying goes. it’s may already. 8 months since i went back to school. 2 months since i last set foot in hongkong. 30 more days until i turn late-twenties.
they also say time heals all wounds; but time seems to slow when one gets older. the heartbreak from 10 months ago is just as fresh. so fresh i could taste the bitterness in my tears 2 nights ago. and then 6 years, and still i could not get you out of my mind even to this day, this moment, despite the fact that you’re long gone. far away.
but memories stay. they may fade ever so slightly, but are never gone completely. they haunt you the most past midnight, in bed alone, when you’re the most vulnerable.
1/5/13 | 1:21am | Comments
my perfect prince will hold me tight while i make us dinner.
28/4/13 | 12:13am | 221 notes | Comments
2 years and 364 days ago i became single on this park bench.
2 years and 364 days of wandering. found love, but he left; tried looking for love again, but failed; still single, still looking for the one. my perfect prince.
18/4/13 | 10:34am | Comments