there was your mistake. there was your error. the error all women commit. why can't you women love us faults and all? why do you place us on monstrous pedestals? we have all feet of clay, women as well as men: but when we men love women, we love them knowing thier weaknesses, thier follies, thier imperfections, love them all the more, it may be, for that reason. it is not the perfect, but the imperfect, who have need of love. it is when we are wounded by our own hands, or by the hands of others, that love should come and cure us- else what use is love at all?
im still on one week mc. cuz i got a fever that lasted 4 days..im going for POP tmr though.. oh one more thing. dun ever go to changi general hospital. they suck. even my medic friend tells me it sucks.
there is something wrong with me now.
for some reason im prone to mood swings.. extreme emotions and i miss all my female friends..as in yeah.
How happy is the blameless vestal's lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!
Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd;
Labour and rest, that equal periods keep;
"Obedient slumbers that can wake and weep;"
the sun will invade to suffocate the night
and our dream will be forever lost in light
so tonight take my hand hold it tight
we shall fly so far away from dawn's percolating blight.