Hey world, meet Dinah.

I am a well guarded individual. So many walls you'd have to break into. To pass through. But when you do get past all of them, you would understand why this being is so fragile. You would then understand how very little confidence she has in herself. You would then understand then why she would need a figure who's much stronger than she is.

I am not difficult to decipher. But in order to understand me, you will have to understand yourself.

It's not me. It's you.
Actually, you know what? It was never me.

I'm awake and pretty hyper. Clearing out my room for me new sexy. I mean, TV.

stuck in my head

'Cause the joke that you laid in the bed that was me
And I'm not gonna fade as soon as you close your eyes
And every time I scratch my nails down someone else's back
I hope you feel it
Well, can you feel it?

Stop.being.so.fucking.insecure.Natasha.

I need someone to tell me everything is going to work out. Slow me down. I need someone to assure me that the dreams spinning around in this creative mind of mine will, in actuality, come to life. Talk to me, you dreamers out there. I know I am not the only one. Just tell me it's the world, not me. It's the cruel, harsh winds of this place throwing my balance off. It's the pool of whispers of the hopeless, the curses, and cries from the lonely. It's not me. Tell me it's not me. I wake up to legs tangled in these warm sheets and I stare off towards my dresser and repeat to myself. It does not have to be anything more than what it is. It does not have to be anything more than what it is. But we will make it more. We will build this city of dreams and have a picnic on the highest hill our desires had painted. I'll feel your finger tips brush my hand, and I'll look over at you. I will meet the eyes of my dream, I will meet you. I will experience you first hand, first touch. First kiss. I will live you. My dream, come to life.

kan ni na bu/kan ni na bu chao chee bye:

The rudest phrase of all. The weapon in the arsenal of Hokkien swearing. Use only if you wish to be beaten up or if you want people to think you were raised in a longkang. Literally: "Fuck your mother/Fuck your mother's smelly cunt."

It was not my intention to feel this way.

But after understanding where I stood in your life made me stumble upon a thought.

I have done all I could to show you that I really do love you alot.

I just want to know how worthy I am to you.

Now is not the time to be feeling down or fret about anything.

Now is the time to prove.

Now is the time to make me feel good about us, to make sure that I am the One, to show that I am needed.

For now is truly the time for you to win my heart once again.

Something's happening to me.

Constantly thinking about stuff which isn't even supposed to matter, constantly feeling insecure, constantly second-guessing myself. What's this feeling, what's it called? Is it deadly? I hardly let my guard down.. So what is this emotion which is taking a toll on my insides? Turning everything into a mess, letting everything run out of tune. Fuck.

"If ever there is tomorrow when we’re not together, there is something you must always remember. You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. But the most important thing is, even if we’re apart, I’ll always be with you."

dream catch me

boys

Because as tough and unaffected I may seem, I'm still human. You can be such a knucklehead sometimes. Ergh I need to watch Friends.

you're talking shit again

I don't care if we don't sleep at all tonight
Lets just fix this whole thing now
I swear to God were gonna get it right
If you lay your weapons down

Unmeasurable

hap·py [hap-ee]
–adjective, -pi·er, -pi·est.

1. delighted, pleased, or glad, as over a particular thing: to be happy to see a person.

2. characterized by or indicative of pleasure, contentment, or joy: a happy mood; a happy frame of mind.

3. favored by fortune; fortunate or lucky: a happy, fruitful land.

Happy. We use this word all the time. "I'm so happy to see you!", "I'm so happy to have you in my life.", "I met a hot chick last night, I'm so fucking happy." And the list goes on.. But really, what does it take to be happy? I mean watching the Sun rise/set makes me happy, but not everybody feels the same way right? So how.. How does one define happy. How does one know or learn to be happy.

On one side of my tiny little world I have people claiming they are so happy, their lips are cracking from all the smiling. And then the other side, are telling me how much life sucks. Again it all boils down to the same thing. How can happiness or sadness be measured. There's no Richter Scale of any sort to tell you what's okay and what's not.

I've realised that sometimes to be happy, you've got to be selfish. And I have come to terns with that. I don't mind being selfish because it doesn't pay to be selfless. Trust me. Well unless of course being selfless makes you happy. Then I'll feel extremely sorry for you.. Otherwise, be selfish. Reality has shown me that selfish people are the happiest at the end of the day.