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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.

CONTACT
fi_briton@hotmail.com
[friendster]
[myspace]

AUDIO


VISUALS
zoological
thecannery
coccolatte
aidilfitri06
london
nitot18
filthnight
hairspray

READS
amal// amanda// aruna// aysha// cherilyn// chinonet// dallilah// dan// danial// daya// dee// dha// dian// dinie// dyllah// diy// dy// eka// fae// fazli// fiffy// fir// fuhrer// hadi// hairul// hani// iansqrl// ida// ili// ilie// jaja// jane// jason// john// joo// khai// leha// lela// lina// mamat// min// mizee// naq// nj// nurasz// nurul// nysa// rasool// razif// reize// ria// samantha// saufie// sazz// shady// shameen// shasha// shazy// shyanne// sijia// shobi// sofia// tasya// xue// yanni// yazminda// yuse// zanna// zombiez// zura//

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

CREDITS
blogger
rotter and friends
photobucket
adobe ps 9.0;cs2
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 =)•


Saturday, February 23, 2008
the girl from katong.

no i don't like tyra. as of yesterday night, my liking for her has taken a hundred and one degree turn. she is superficial, fake, cliche, predictable and her guests have shallow issues like crooked teeth, excessive weight, not pretty enough, not tall enough, fetish for lipgloss. but you know why i wanted to watch her. you know exactly why i refused to turn the tube off. all i wanted was some attention. all i wanted was to annoy the shit out of you so you would look my way and not diffuse yourself in those white sheets which smelled of cigarettes and detergent. but you smelled the best last night. i wished i had that butterfly effect on me so i could go back to the past and meet you sooner. and we could have done this sooner. thanks for keeping me safe from lurking men and drugged out boys on the streets. somehow i always felt like they're looking at you instead of me. traffic after traffic, you never stopped holding my hand and watching out for cars. we could've walked alot farther because food is scarce like that. i hate how you're easily settled but if only i was less difficult. then maybe we would stop walking and you wouldn't have to trip and fall into that drain. haha! so now it's my turn to protect you. i want you to be safe and full and ultimately, i want you to be happy. i want to lie all night with you and not get up. i want to keep laughing at ben stiller with you and watch you reenact his face once the show's over. i want to do so many things with you, but there's so little time left. i don't think anyone, or anything, has ever made me this crazy before. i hate it when you call me b but can't help feeling like a baby whenever you do that. well loving you is like that. it's contradicting and complexed, i don't necessarily have to know what i'm doing or what i'm feeling to believe that you are all i ever wanted. when i first met you, you reminded me of alfie in that movie, i bet you've never met a girl you didn't love. i bet you've never met a girl you didn't like. so please don't tell me to shut up when i say i'm lucky. because you and me, and the things you do to me, i am just lucky that way.




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