Suicide

To commit suicide is seen as a foolish act. However, I’ve always thought it to be somewhat courageous. Courageous but irrational. To actually slit your wrist, hang yourself by the neck, drink a bottle of Clorox or jump down a 30-storey building involves nerves. If I had it in me, I would be long dead and gone by now.

Dreams

Love it when I dream. Wake up feeling like I have travelled. Travelled far and beyond reality. Sometimes you control the dream, sometimes the dream takes the wheel. And what's great about this picture? In the realm of dreams, you don't have to pay a price for your actions. There are consequences but you can choose to ignore it. Your conscience won't act up and make you feel guilty. You can be as bad, as naughty as you wanna be, without hinderance. And if it's a bad dream, it's not in existence, not actual, not real, so no harm done. What's more, anything is possible when we dream. And there is no such thing as an impossible dream.

Happy are those who dream dreams and are ready to pay the price to make them come true... Our truest life is when we are in our dreams awake.

Ankle Rosary

Another love at first sight...

Don't know why but I've been wanting to needle a Cross on my ankle for the longest time. Been searching for nice designs but nothing caught my fancy until I saw Nic Rich's ankle while flipping through the pages of an old magazine for a particular article. How true, you'll find it when you're not looking...

Although it's gonna be a copycat of hers, this is the chosen one. My next skin undertaking.

Now, to find someone who will accompany me to the pain parlour.

A Mother's Craving

My Mom told everyone during Mommy's Day dinner yesterday that she craved for Wan Tan Mee when I was swimming around in her belly many many many years ago.

I don't know what that explains, but it does explain something somehow. Clarifies it. Enlightens it.

Can't quite figure out what exactly. Hhhmmm...

Wan Tan Mee. Seriously.

Fertile Syrup

On her eyes, she's using 'Fertile'.
On her lips, it's 'Syrup'.

And it's perfectly her.

"See... i know my colour coordinations." said him.

No reservations about walking into a cosmetic store alone. Done.

Knows how to buy the right shades without prior consulting. Done.

Deserved self praising. Done.

:)

The Freedom Within

Oh you don't mean nothing at all to me

No you don't mean nothing at all to me

But you got what it takes to set me free

Oh you could mean everything to me

Do you know what it takes to set me free?

Will you do what it takes to set me free?

Say it right. Do it right.

Bleeding Lips

Another masterpiece.

How it draws me...

Will stare blankly at pictures of this nature until my eyes start to de-focus. Like when one tries to see the hidden image in a 3D painting.

Blood tastes good.