Winds of Change

from time to time

i change my mind

to things wicked and unseen

from things mellow and upbeat

the girl with a crooked smile

seemed withering inside

what the fuck is she going through?

her lover caresses her

she felt mundane

her friends comfort her

she felt a tap on the wrist

what could have been the problem?

what could have made her mad?

is she worth the attention?

is she worth the love?

Lately, I have been making a lot of people doubt my genuinity. Being too one-sided and thinking deeper as usual. I have to be honest to myself. What could have been the problem? Trying to sort it out. Being such a transparent journal all of a sudden. You see, you got some kind of hold on me.

Melo-dramatic

Anti-social

Anti-school

Change in ensemble colors

Sudden changes of the mind

Sudden changes of the mood

Sudden snaps

Darker Eyeshadows

Weight Gain

 I could have made this list a little longer but that would be too transparent. And right now, writing everything down would lessen the weight of dreadfulness. I abhor feeling like an insensitive little prick. Having to deal with your attitude is way more difficult than dealing for weeds. I mean, what more hell does everyday have to put me through? Mom and dad leaving in a week. Brother working graveyard shift. SCH fucking OOL. Thesis. Endless fights with the boyfriend. I mean, don't I deserve a day without keeping up with everyone's shit? Having to be a graduating student in a complicated love life, home of scoldful parents, peer pressures IS ONE HELL OF A WORK. I know shit happens, but never whale shit. I could rant all night, would any of this help? I'm sorry for such self-destruction, I need this. Outlets, recorders, and ears that are willingly lent. All help needed. :/

▲ISHX

"WHY SUCH A PROCLAIMED "SHOE-WHORE"?

I couldn't think of a better way to describe myself but what is seen. I'm in love with shoes! I am serious on investing on branded, signature and quality shoes because as how every girl describe them, they are the only permanent size in your body. For a girl who loves eating a lot, I do not enjoy buying expensive or pricey clothes because I get depressed when I see I gained a size bigger. I have been gaining lately and I'm getting professional help (GYM HAHA!) to deal with my unwanted fats. GETTING BACK TO THE TOPIC. Shoes are the only apparel that makes a woman confident and not worry if she looks fat in it. If HAIR for many is their crowning glory, my feet begs to differ. I'm most happy when I'm in wedges, may it be platform wedges or a simple wedge cut. I'm not a very good walker in pumps, stilettos, and platform heels because my feet easily gets sore. But I own a couple of pumps and platforms but rarely wear them.

WEDGES VARY FROM ANYTHING AS SIMPLE AS STRAPS AND UNIFORMITY TO EXTREME PLATFORM WEDGES IN PATENTED LEATHER AND STUDS.

VIVA LA FIRST POST! ♦

I'm very new to the blogging scene but I'm on my utmost vibe to try it out. I have been thinking of a smart blog name but every trial got lame. Haha! Oh well, I might as well introduce a little about myself and be patient cause I'd be updating my profiles, likes and interests once in a while. I would like to be consistent in how I write describe me's and things like such, so yeah, soothe yourself! ♦

It's your bipolar, awkward, perverted & hipster little basterrd! *I was supposed to include illest but then it got lame. Fuck mainstream, fuck trends. Fuck low lives, fuck friends. I run on speed weeds, nicotine, caffeine, bombshells, milk tea, Alikabok Photography, photo vignetting and high-saturated default photos. And I'd be lying if I say I wasn't obsessed with the smell of nail polish, rainy days, getting dressed and cuddling. But then I'm still interested in human behavior, teenage angst, Androgenes, Dadaism, Hypochondria, Surrealism, piercings, self-immolition, forensics, art/indie films and culinary arts.