GIVE ME THERAPY, I'M A WALKING TRAVESTY.

twentythree y.o. geographer, barista, yoga practitioner. University College London. born and bred in the lil' island of Singapore. constantly searching for answers. extremely flawed, especially when it comes to imposing standards on others, expecting too much, not knowing when to close her mouth (to shut the fuck up or to stop eating). too crazy for her own good and has to be taken with a massive handful of salt. adores backpacking, hitch-hiking, hill-walking, red wine, whiskey, cocktails, fine food and good conversations.
REMINDER:
"open your heart. someone will come. someone will come for you. but you'd have to open your heart first."


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Monday, September 21, 2009
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okay you so shouldnt be doing this fiona.
you are wasting your fucking time updating a blog that no one goes to.
but do you give a shit? yes i do

according to xd, eoys in 16 days. you are so dead, bitch. you should just die. theres no tomorrow for you. embrace today. bitch.

Shawty right there
She's got everything I need
And I'ma tell her one time
Give you everything you need down to my last dime
She makes me happy
I know where I'll be
Right by your side
'Cause she is the one
i will give you everything in the world.

false signals, anyone? you are screwing up my fucking brain.

I HATE YOU. you know who you are.