These incessant ramblings of self-gratification by yours truly are meant to be purely sarcasm-laden hedonistic tongue-in-cheek depictions,caricatures and personal soulful thoughts(im dead serious here), and to those who are unwittingly offended or whose having-fun faces appear in my blog without your prior consent , well u guys can either pour out your heartfelt grievances at the abovementioned email address (not that i would really care unless u add me on MSN and then we can start having sadomasochism techniques discussions) or you can be better off whining and complaining to ur mamas ;cause i obviously wont give a shit about your bitching; OR to your so called "Friends In The Neighbourhood"
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[x] Where All Muscular Hunks Gather
[x] Firah is now a dormant hamster hibernating in the Ural Mountains
[x] Azzah Miss Sardine-In-A-Can!
[x] Aliah has a gayboy fetish & i swear its true
[x] Nizzam Benji Lookalike!!
[x] ANGSTY BLOG!!!!
[x] Kikin BSB Die Hard Fan Of The Year
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Cewek-Cewek Indon yg ingin dan berminat banget untuk ngobrol dengan kami yang dari Singapur juga dipersilakan antar emel ya.. waduh !
Friday, August 19, 2005
Glee (Delight)
The enigma. Perusing on my existance. Unabashedly mocking every move. Waiting, berating, consuming, And gorging, till his selfish fill.
The enigma. Who listens, with cautious intent. And crawls incessantly along every corridor. Smiling wryly, with a contented mind, But with a foetid innard.
The enigma. Ephemeral as it may seem Decidedly seraphic, that porcelain being. But, a rotten carcass underneath those cracks.
The enigma, that shameless largesse of hypocrisy. A serf of imposed moralistic conventions, Who hides, lies, betrays, even his brotherly alternate state of mind.
That enigma, constantly gaining speed, erratic momentum. As it rolls along the crevices of delusion. Refusing to heal the wounds, Even as the caress of the flames, Stroke the hurt, And soothes, this great narcissist pretender.
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