Monday, February 28, 2011
11:46 AM

Teenage dream

The heart has its reasons that reason knows nothing of.









Saturday, February 26, 2011
11:57 PM

Of overflowing milk and honey

JUMPS

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Tuesday, February 22, 2011
11:58 PM

Metaphysical gravity.

Feb 22, 2011 10:22PM

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Monday, February 14, 2011
2:05 PM

To write love on your arms, lonely hearts shouldnt be wasting away.

IT IS BEAUTIFUL TO BE ALONE.

I detest it when people ard me turn emo nemo when it comes to Febuary fourteen. Hello there's nothing to feel shameful/embarrassed because you do not have a date (for what you tell me!) It kinda hurt me to see close friends getting especially depressed and blame themselves for past relationship mistakes/failures. Valentines day is romantic and beautiful, this day is not a curse. Celebrating love, is not just something for couples but for everyone. We all deserve love in our lives.

I have to share something meaningful for all of you out there. Being alone is not scary, but hating yourself bcos you're alone, yes its scary.


// Tanya Davis

If you are at first lonely, be patient.

If you’ve not been alone much, or if when you were, you weren’t okay with it, then just wait. You’ll find it’s fine to be alone once you’re embracing it.

We can start with the acceptable places, the bathroom, the coffee shop, the library, where you can stall and read the paper, where you can get your caffeine fix and sit and stay there. Where you can browse the stacks and smell the books; you’re not supposed to talk much anyway so it’s safe there.

There is also the gym, if you’re shy, you can hang out with yourself and mirrors, you can put headphones in.

Then there’s public transportation, because we all gotta go places.

And there’s prayer and mediation, no one will think less if your hanging with your breath seeking peace and salvation.

Start simple. Things you may have previously avoided based on your avoid being alone principles.

The lunch counter, where you will be surrounded by “chow downers”, employees who only have an hour and their spouses work across town, and they, like you, will be alone.

Resist the urge to hang out with your cell phone.

When you are comfortable with “eat lunch and run”, take yourself out for dinner; a restaurant with linen and Silverware. You’re no less an intriguing a person when you are eating solo desert and cleaning the whip cream from the dish with your finger. In fact, some people at full tables will wish they were where you were.

Go to the movies. Where it’s dark and soothing, alone in your seat amidst a fleeting community.

And then take yourself out dancing, to a club where no one knows you, stand on the outside of the floor until the lights convince you more and more and the music shows you. Dance like no one’s watching because they’re probably not. And if they are, assume it is with best human intentions. The way bodies move genuinely to beats, is after-all, gorgeous and affecting. Dance until you’re sweating. And beads of perspiration remind you of life’s best things. Down your back, like a book of blessings.

Go to the woods alone, and the trees and squirrels will watch for you. Go to an unfamiliar city, roam the streets, they are always statues to talk to, and benches made for sitting gives strangers a shared existence if only for a minute, and these moments can be so uplifting and the conversation you get in by sitting alone on benches, might of never happened had you not been there by yourself.

Society is afraid of alone though. Like lonely hearts are wasting away in basements. Like people must have problems if after awhile nobody is dating them.

But lonely is a freedom that breathes easy and weightless, and lonely is healing if you make it.

You can stand swathed by groups and mobs or hands with your partner, look both further and farther in the endless quest for company.

But no one is in your head. And by the time you translate your thoughts an essence of them maybe lost or perhaps it is just kept. Perhaps in the interest of loving oneself, perhaps all those “sappy slogans” from pre-school over to high school groaning, we’re tokens for holding the lonely at bay.

Cause if you’re happy in your head, then solitude is blessed, and alone is okay.

It’s okay if no one believes like you, all experiences unique, no one has the same synapses, can’t think like you, for this be relived, keeps things interesting, life’s magic things in reach, and it doesn’t mean you aren’t connected, and the community is not present, just take the perspective you get from being one person in one head and feel the effects of it.

Take silence and respect it.

If you have an art that needs a practice, stop neglecting it, if your family doesn’t get you or a religious sect is not meant for you, don’t obsess about it.

You could be in an instant surrounded if you need it.

If your heart is bleeding, make the best of it.

There is heat in freezing, be a testament.


Love, luck and strength to all who reads this post,
life's magic things in reach, xoxo shan.

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Thursday, February 3, 2011
2:01 PM

KUNG HEI FAT CHOI



HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR PEOPLE!! *jumps arounds like rabbit*
May this year be a fruitful year to all ♥

(Im off to my grandma place nao hehehe very late I know)

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Wednesday, February 2, 2011
2:11 AM

[Nudity] Vogue UK March 2011 | Glamorama | Mert Alas & Marcus Piggott





//fakingfashion

I dont care what you gonna say, shes hot like padi

Magazine:
Vogue UK March 2011
Title: Glamorama
Model: Rosie Huntington-Whiteley
Photographer: Mert Alas & Marcus Piggott

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1:59 AM

Best vitamin to be a happy person, you.



Ahh no more sadzx post I promise geez! The happiness Im feeling now, is like a butterfly. When I sit down quietly, it alights upon me. Thanks to the friends who saw my emo posts and whatsapp/ring me. And yes, Cher who had an almost conversation-less phonecall with me (you know right I was sobbing away half the time).

OH NO I PROMISED BFF TO UPLOAD PHOTOS!! WHY AM I SO SLACK!! *Off to pack my room now now now so lazybum me*

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Balloons & baileys. Freshly washed sheets. Handwritten letters. Painted nails. Goofy pictures. Chocolates & best friends. Inside jokes. Books. Hot tea served with teapots. Earrings & bikinis. Smell of rain. Flowers and milk. Vacations. Bathtubs & foams. Sleepovers. Young, wild & free. Happiness.

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