Insensitive bastards

So I was seated, waiting impatiently for the fashion show to begin. There were too many guests and too little seats. Planning gone wrong? My director n FD PD had no seats and right in front of me were 2 seats occupied by 2 door gifts.
Me: *taps on a uncle’s shoulder* excuse me, are these 2 seats taken?
Uncle: err.. They went toilet.
Eventually, they managed to get seats, not as good a spot as the one I had though.
Half way through the fashion show and the 2 fucking seats were STILL not taken. Fucking middle age balding prick actually had the audacity to lie to me?!
-after the fashion show ended-
*taps on uncle’s shoulder*
me: you better check on your friends cause the show has ended and they are still not back yet.
Uncle: *frowns at me*

Next time I will bring long nails and a hammer and ram their hands to their fucking chair.

If you are goin to act like that chair is your fucking property, fucking bring it home la cheebye!

an incontrollable urge

to buy shoes.

if you know what i mean.

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even a feather weighs more than words.

1 for the lost in aussie bimbo

HAPPY FANTABULOUS 20TH DARDAR!

Despite the distance, please know that you are much loved and much missed by pretty much everyone who is addicted to your bimboticness and contagious mad laughter.

come back home soon & be safe.

until the bitches unite, a picture speaks a thousand words.

may i not have your attention, please.

I AM NOT ATTENTION SEEKING.

what ever i say on facebook, isn’t to attract attention or buzz or whatever fuckshit, alright?

look, do me and do yourself a favor, cut me the bullshit and just be true. i am sick & tired. seriously.

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silence like gold.

This was unexpected, my soul’s connection to you.
You stole my loneliness.
No one knows that I was wishing for you, a thief, to enter my
house of autonomy, that I had locked my doors but my
windows were open, hoping, but not believing, you would enter.

- Douglas Copland

fuck all the good quotes out there, my love for you is indescribable, words have not been invented for this bizarre feeling, yet.

shakespeare couldn’t possibly have ever felt this way before.

beautiful ones.

please don’t be so thoughtless that you neglect yourself in the process of loving me.

 

it makes a difference when i wake up in the morning to your smiles, it is like waking up in paradise.

 

feels almost like heaven.