Left Behind.

pharmaceutical companies put paracetamol into hydrocodone painkillers so that people who overdose on hydrocodone will eventually suffer from liver failure (thanks to the paracetamol).

if i had a choice, i won't want any pill. all i really want is my pain to go away. not liver failure. fuck you, puritanical profit-mongering sons of bitches.

-z

AYEEEE. :D


As much as I want to revive this attention-seeking bleaurgh, I find no other purpose in it than to put something out in public with confidence that no one involved can read it, and anyone who reads it cannot understand it. Wonderful, isn't it? It's almost as if you're a part of my life which wasn't meant to be. Almost, but not quite.

So what's it this time? Kind of obvious, no? Read the damn title.

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So before I get to the point (because we already have facebook and Twitter if we wanted to make a concise one), here's what's been happening:

- less than a year left in conscription. I'm surprised I even made it this far. Can't wait to get out though.

- officially an adult. Also something I refuse to acknowledge. It's true that physical age does not reflect your maturity, which is all the more why I shouldn't age. It's a pointless number. Sucks.

- finding the right path in all the wrong places. I.e., inside my bottle of vodka, inside my wallet, etc.

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Well, that's about it. That plus I'm heartbroken. Thank goodness I had the foresight to prepare emergency ice cream for such occasions... Although such damage-control methods are ineffective for me. I suppose it has a lot to do with the ice cream being there. In the freezer.

Till then, Above All, Like No Other, Forever Alone.

-z

... apparently going "hey I got two Lion King Musical tickets for this sat at 8 in the evening would you wanna y'know, come and watch it with me" doesn't work when asking the girl of your dreams out for a show of a lifetime.

either the good ol' days of using tickets to ask for a date are gone, or she really REALLY isn't that into me and i should, y'know, take the fucking hint.

i need help.

-z

holy crap.

a year since i made a post.

yep, army took it alllllllllll away. i tried my best to blog but facebook and twitter took over.

and im back here because once again, stuff i HAVE to say but can't.

making a proper entry in T-minus 5.

-z

Armytiemz rolls around. How now?

Yes. I am going in. Exactly six days from now.

Time to see what's the big fuss being in a camp full of penises on an island.




...

Camp... full of... ...on... island...


OH GOD SAVE ME NOW

-z

Now that I recalled, I realised that our first and our last kiss were in lifts.

Heh.

-z

from xkcd:


-z

Aesop's fable of the fox who lost his tail

A fox, caught in a trap, escaped, at the price of losing his bushy tail. Thereafter, feeling that his own deprivation was a burden and an invitation to mockery, the fox schemed to rally all his other fox brethren for a meeting. The meeting entails a discussion that foxes without tails would be much more attractive, and thus making up for his own deprivation and shame for his shortcoming.

The fox successfully assembled a good many fellow foxes. He spoke openly, and proposed that cutting off their tail not only yields attractiveness; the lack of a tail would mean an option to get rid of the bush, which was considered as an inconvenience in running away from dogs, or from sitting down with other foxes to hold simple conversation.

Upon finishing his proposal, one of the older foxes spoke up,

"That is all very well, my friend. But I do not think that you would advise us to dispense our chief ornament if you had not happened to lose it yourself."

-z

Unintended - Muse

You, could be my unintended
choice to live my life extended
You, could be the one I'll always love.

You, could be the one who listens
to my deepest inquisitions
You, could be the one I'll always love.

I'll be there as soon as I can
But I'm busy mending broken
pieces of the life I had before.

First, there was the one who challenged
all my dreams and all my balance
She, could never be as good as you.

You, could be my unintended
choice to live my life extended
You, should be the one I'll always love.

I'll be there as soon as I can
But I'm busy mending broken
pieces of the life I had before

I'll be there as soon as I can
But I'm busy mending broken
pieces of the life I had before

before you.

-z

The Whispering

Shine on me your light of rapture
as you touch my soul with a warm gesture.
I despise the ceiling with murky clouds
as I disguise myself with ashy shrouds.

You and I yet far apart,
our journey has yet to start.
Trust each other, till the abyss,
the end will return with a kiss.

Hear my voice soaked with sombre,
a whisper spoken to a lover.
Over the whispers of a tender voice,
through my soul thou shall rejoice.

Listen to the thousand echoes of my heart,
you and I are bound
and never apart.

Your words of adore drizzles
in spring,
a smile shines across that melts
the frost.

Whisper under my shadow
and forget all the sorrow.
I stand here in delight
and ban the wicked with might.

A surface so calm reflects the light of dawn,
the alpines stand so fine, your sorrows lost in time.

Tear drops melt in my waters
and shouts the echoes of your fathers.

Heartfelt memories blend to mend
broken hearts to rise
and defend.

With flames so torrid that scorches fear
the passionate will vanished goliaths near.
The flames that abides within the knight
shall become the inferno of life.

A courage everlasting,
a fire withstanding
lights our darkest night.

When you shed doleful drops of tear,
I will shine on them
until they disappear.
I will play you melodies of sorrow
with my tunes of heptad lights.

But I won't beam down for long,
so hold on to your mourning and be strong.
I won't sing my melodies for eternity,
so leave me as I am
after this ditty.

The blade of time might block our way,
nevertheless we shall whisper
until it rusts away.
The walls of space might lock our doors,
nevertheless we shall knock
until it soars.

Eternity exists in our prayers of our hopes,
which rest on top of incessant slopes.
In the twilight after our darkest fight,
shall the sun rise
and break the night.

The blade of time won't block our way,
my heart is where your whisper stays.

We even pierced the door of space,
why not slay the fiend
and claim our grace.

To believe in your heart
of whispering courage,
overwhelms with blissful tears.

Vibrating voice
soaked into happy sorrow

This is my serenade,
a melody of love.

credit to - Hybrid: Eternal Whisper

-z