stenches of rotting.
heads bursting,
corpses increasing.
voices vanishing,
blood condensing.
love depleting,
odium stacking.
iniation conquered.


went out with amanda today and outings with her never fails to turn out so happily. (:
and i saw so many people.
kenneth,terrance,bibi they all. ; jabez; xiaolynn ; raymond tan;lorinna; that fugly-cant-dance-girl (:

HEYS, online shop launched!
http://www.royalust.wordpress.com/

*frankie is adores! :D
ignore that by the way.

to:

i may be myself, you may be yourself.
questions without answers,
happiness was not true.
i dint feel like talking much,
you just cant understand me.
fraud, false.
we 're all making tales.
may it be fairy,
may it be evil.
would i be happier if it's just the four of you.

the moon that is full is never round .

just the same ,

it's not adequate to fill me up.

emptiness , not satisfy, uncontented.
lonely, isolated, i aint feeling happy.

keep those jeers,

act no queer.

once again, shall crosses say ,

BE GONE WITH THE WIND.

affected by nana,i couldnt care much.

crosses;death or glory, who shall decide.