a white torn dress with bright red stockings
fed stray cats and give her last coins to the old man by the roadside
you should have seen her as she walked away.
to me and everyone else, every line mattered


i'll change my template when i am really free and when i have nothing to do
cos the current one is starting to pain my eye.
but that time will be forever later, AFTER ive completed my art coursework, and AFTER i have completed the huge stack of at least 5 maths revision papers i owe
damn saddening lar :(

sometimes i wonder how you feel,
when you see dads holding their child's hand, going to the movies.
paying for the popcorn, and whispering with a grin;
'honey, don't tell mommy'

ART IS LOOOVEEEEE
(shudders)