my reality: i know you want me.

Friday, 31 July 2009

i know you want me.

i needed tonight.

dinner with ying, jo and wei, driving aimlessly around kl (unintentionally, for the most part), meeting up with jiat, kah leong and kah leong's friends in wong kok, walking out without ordering anything, and then ending the night with a bang at bulldog.

breakfast with the family in four hours!

"see the stone set in your eyes
see the thorn twist in your side
i wait for you."

- with or without you, u2.

4 comments:

melissa chen said...: Bulldog! :(; 31 July 2009 at 21:03
Adelle said...: i know... you were there with us in spirit babe. muah!; 1 August 2009 at 00:27
AmbivalentMonk said...: The title sounds like a porno movie!; 1 August 2009 at 02:03
delle. said...: nope... nopenopenopenopenopenope. earthbook... earthbook.; 3 August 2009 at 18:49

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"the greatest hazard of all, losing the self, can occur very quietly in the world, as if it were nothing at all. no other loss can occur so quietly; any other loss - an arm, a leg, five dollars, a wife, etc. - is sure to be noticed.

thus possibility seems greater and greater to the self; more and more it becomes possible because nothing becomes actual. eventually everything seems possible, but this is exactly the point at which the abyss swallows up the self. it takes time for each little possibility to become an actuality. eventually, however, the time that should be used for actuality grows shorter and shorter; everything becomes more and more momentary. possibility becomes more and more intensive - but in the sense of possibility, not in the sense of actuality, for the intensive in the sense of actuality means to actualize some of what is possible. the instant something appears to be possible, a new possibility appears, and finally these phantasmagoria follow one another in such rapid succession that it seems as if everything were possible, and this is exactly the final moment, the point at which the individual himself becomes a mirage."

- the sickness unto death, soren kierkegaard

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Friday, 31 July 2009

i know you want me.

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