obviously me.

You’ve got the best of both worlds
You’re the kind of girl who can take down a man,
And lift him back up again
You are strong but you’re needy,
Humble but you’re greedy
and Based on your body language,
and shotty cursive I’ve been reading
You’re style is quite selective,
though your mind is rather reckless
Well I guess it just suggests
that this is just what happiness is

And what a beautiful mess this is
It’s like picking up trash in dresses

Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you write
Kind of turn themselves into knives
And don’t mind my nerve you could call it fiction
But I like being submerged in your contradictions dear
‘Cause here we are, here we are

Although you are biased I love your advice
Your comebacks they’re quick
And probably have to do with your insecurities
There’s no shame in being crazy,
Depending on how you take these
Words, I’m paraphrasing, this relationship we’re staging

And what a beautiful mess this is
It’s like picking up trash in dresses

Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you say
Kind of turn themselves into blades
kind and courteous is the life I’ve heard
But it’s nice to say that we played in the dirt oh dear
Cause here we are, here we are
Here we are [x7]
We’re still here
what a beautiful mess this is
it’s like taking a guess when the only answer is yes.

and through timeless words and priceless pictures
we’ll fly like birds not of this earth
and tides they turn and hearts disfigure
but that’s no concern when we’re wounded together
and we tore our dresses and stained our shirts
but it’s nice today
Oh, the wait was so worth it.

~Jason Mraz

P.S: Just hooked to the song at the moment.

Now i’m off..

sooner or later.

you learn to screw over those that screw you over.

as girls.

remember going through school and there were cliques from the popular girls to the average normal one’s to the nerds and so on and so forth.

there used to be so much gossip and rumours and backstabbing i swore it was like the movie mean girls. i related to it so well.

then you get out of school thinking it’s all over.

tragically..

it did not end.

then starts office politics and those people that can’t see you happy. (sometimes its the same people from school.)

guess people don’t change. perhaps abit but not a significant change.

just so you know. i share an open and trusting relationship with those close around me so fuck off if you’ve got nothing nice to say because all we’ll say is ‘Go Fuck Yourself.”

Thank you.

P.S: i guess people find odd ways to deny problems they face by reasoning with illogical non-existent reasons. if that’s what keeps you happy keep it to yourself for i just don’t give a fuck.

she got me bunny earrings.

i love my wifes lots and lots.

hehe.

of adolescent crushes.

i remember how i used to dig the lead guitarist and drummers.

somehow it was a turn on.

then i look at now wondering how things have changed.

drastically…

i’m with my dearly beloved who does not play any musical instruments nor even read notes.

(-.-)”

talk about changes…

currently on a spree of jason mraz and ingrid michaelson.

guess its somewhat relaxing away from trance and house and r&b.

perhaps i need a break.

perhaps…

funny how life works it’s way out.

i know it has for me. with a little pain and suffering comes some sort of good.

even more funnier how karma bites one right where it hurts.

now that’s a glimpse of how it felt.

enjoy.

what goes around comes around.

P.S: fine. i’m being an ass. i don’t care. i only care of those around me that deserve it. thank you.

I don’t expect you to do nothing but just listen.

that’s it.

i mean it.

(-.-)”