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fi - like a woman scorned.
7th October 1988 - a star
is born. paranoid android. online since 2003, here you'll read about her daily spasms, visual spreads of close loves and a tinge of artworks from time to time. welcome to her humble abode.

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BLOW// THE RED WAGON// THE FAG SHACK// JUNK YARD FACTORY// STUDIOFROST//

CREDITS
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VBrush
deviant art
c-box
my flash fetish
webmonkey
file cabin
file den
dynamicdrive


•all images, contents and
artworks in this blog
©fivefecta 2007.
thank you =)•


Wednesday, January 03, 2007
and the glass handed kites.



he's so gemok! i had a sprain on my right thigh last night and the bruise on my left knee is still visible. i hate getting these marks on my body without quite knowing how i got them in the first place. and so i thought the monsoon season is over already. malaysia was getting warmer the last time i checked but it didnt stopped pouring over here yesterday. it's not about getting wet along the way but being pricked by really sharp raindrops throughout the journey is such a pain. anep has learnt to stopped being so reckless especially when i'm busy risking my life behind his ass. good boy. i now have my very own helmet after years of having to put up with those too big for my little head. yay! it is so cute. i want to go to jb by the end of this month to put those cute purple robots on stickers. we had dinner at the usual aku-tengah-takde-sen place down in bugis street after he made me starve the whole day till seven in the evening. lapar gile kau.



this is the new runner baby. hahaha ok i can imagine anep going "kau kental sia this girl.." right at this very moment. most of the time was spent riding aimlessly and getting lost in the rain. but it was the nicest feeling. to be able to drown myself in the chilly wind while letting you take me with you wherever you may go. i didn't complain of the cold and didn't worry about getting my clothes drenched. i didn't even have to worry how fast because i know i am in very good hands. it's the security i haven't felt in such a long time. and to be able to talk about almost anything and everything and not care about the world. not even when my saliva starts to splatter everywhere. bwahahahha. and seriously, your british accent is so fucking irritating!! but it's still funny though. let's just fly like this again, shall we? and sing along to mew.. and let the moon above watch over us along the way.



THERE'S A TASTE THAT YOU CAN'T SHAKE!
BUT YOU CAN'T SEEM TO LET THEM GO AWAY!
YOU'RE SPECIAL!
YOU'RE LIKE A ROCKET THROUGH ME!
OHHH YOU'RE SPECIAL!
YOU'RE A ROCKET THROUGH MEEEEEE!!




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