I've been deleting whatever i've been typing and i've finally settled down with this post. from a long page to just a paragraph. Coming down with a list of things that i seriously AM going to change. screw this ! i'll deal with the tears and listing simultaneously. why can't my life be easier and not having to deal with so many things ? honestly, i'm sick of this. i want things to CHANGE. i wish i've claws to peel the wood out of some exquisitely designed designer table ! screw this, i'm stopping here.
fuck !
THE NAME
CLARICE;
i love romantic novels,
but i hate the part where tissues are on stand-by.
sight of pretty chandeliers allures me.
so does multi coloured objects
i hate the smell of newspapers,
but love the smell of basements
i'm learning photography,
in hope to get hired as a free lancer one day
in closure,
one day, i would want a passerby to say,
"man, u've got a 'turning heads', hot hot boyfriend !"
