ezan is in love with her monkey nails, her snorts, her merlion-ess, her clumsy trips, her kotekness, her blurness, her anti climaxter succesful attempts :P, her mindfucks, her sarcasm, her irritatingness,her selit 10 cent coin, her kentals…..
she is in love with love. hopeless. *drew barrymore smiles* ish.hehe!
kental sia.
-free debauchery talktime
-free 3 voice messages or maybe more.. -_-*
-free "1800-chat line" (cheeps. delete aaah..)
-free "get back at ya" trips (nabey…delete aaaaaah…plsss….:P)
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-free orientation ( i enjoyed my short trip)
-free walks ( yes i’ll listen to you next time oh great intuition one.)
-free entrance ( no no. you dont need a vip pass to get in :P)
-free wet arse service. (tsk)
-free psychedelic ambiance
-free 4/4 (awesome!taangkaap….)
-free random laughters
-free fb–aiiiis ( i felt so "protected")
-free attempt of "i triple dare you" attempts (bloodbath!….\m/)
-free embarrassing moments sight ( wahahhahahaahaha!!)
-free good morning and how ya doin calls . (singaporean aren’t complete strangers after all aye..(^_^)
but long story short….
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*a priceless moment.
* smiles,read silence in the eyes and how to speak francais lessons are also included.
thank you very nice 
next time remember.. no matter how many times you scan/tap it, in the end, you still got to push it inwards..ok this phrase sound sooo wrong maan…
mind fuck sia.
oh and you probe too much. pls shuddup.heehee 
standing few feets beside her and appearing infront of her face while she was engrossing,planting her eyes on those font 8 times new roman words (saaap detailed) hmm being observantine aye? heh heh.
marked themselves, surrounded by "malibu trees", silhoutte waves, "new york,psychadellic( this has to applies to her exceptional vision) lights" , cool breeze, and sucker fishes (tsk) , nevertheless a worthwhile conversation. altho definately spoil market issues will come here and there.
the loooongest 10 minutues, happy vapour trailed walk. although every now and then she did her kool kat walk and him dragging his heavy stoned club. but yet again, complains are not heard.
mercurial fantasia journey with igor and cheshire cat. heh heh
next: over the barbed wires walls and getting entwined with the old twines and spiral staircase?
*oh and was glad to hear that the children woke up happy on the next velvet morning.
caramel drizzled frap and americano,monochrome lights over "salt water" river breeze, it makes two to have an estatic nite.
see the aftermath of caffeine. i didnt know it could morph 2 leggeds into 4.
long story short. i had fun. thank you kotek. heh.
next stop: teh tariks kapa!?
"your wish is granted, my dear one…and my dear one…i think that was your last wish…", said the fairygod mother.
:)(:
black melancholic clouds hovered across those rainbowed sparkles,sprinkled on gaberras meadow. my fellow ferngullies, im sorry to see you trapped,cocooned in those barbed wires threads….pull me in… i feel safe inside..
oh shadows from beyonds, save us..save us with those daggers in your hands, let us sail with you through the kingdom of mercurial fantasy.
it has always been pink tulips and yellow ganberras baby….
thank you for that.
"skin like tight
pale in white
you’ll dress like this just once
so turn around
wave your hand
we’re frozen where we stand
so cling to me
and I will lead
i will guide you this time
the words you say
echo in my head
you touched my skin now I glide
slow it seems
vague like dreams
you flow through this so well
you turned around
smiled and looked down
and threw the flowers you held
so cling to me
and I will lead
i will guide you this time
the words you said
echo in my head
you touched my skin now I glide
i need you
i don’t need you
now I need you"
*dusted light soft rays entering the ash brown cloth.as 3 gazed in a hummed tune, tears and smiles entwined. * it was a magical feel.beautiful.beautiful
random.
swings*backyard*guitar*plucking*mellow singing*glancing everytime theres a chance to*smiles*humming*peace*pure*innocence*
sigh..those same familiar tunes playing on repeat….
those arm folds, those looking away from the gaze, those smiles, those laughters,those friendly hugs, those subtle touches,those in between gazes, those dives,those hi’s and bye’s, those kevlar shields.
repeated sounds travelling through my ears as i indulge the feel having "the" soul within me.
my soul is in the open sea…
my heart is in the clouds…
i will leave it like that. it’s enough for me. i cherish.
thank you for the "balcony scene" feel.
oh well….
