--updates.

Helen masuk hospital. Went to visit today, as you can see. :) Get well soon, Helen, I'm not gonna clean your shit up off the walls forever! <3

Oh, oh, and guess what? Amelie pulled out of Tokyo. Fuck. Because...

"Australian Open and Wimbledon champion Serena Williams withdrew with knee and toe injuries, joining Amelie Mauresmo of France with a stomach pain and Dominika Cibulkova of Slovakia with a side injury."

What a wuss.

But I love that wuss. :) <3

Wait for it...

WHY, GOD?

--follow through.

Oh, this is the start of something good,
Don't you agree,
I haven't felt like this in so many moons,
You know what I mean,
And we can build through this destruction,
As we are standing on our feet.

So, since you wanna be with me,
You'll have to follow through,
With every word you say,
And I, all I really want is you,
You to stick around,
I'll see you everyday,
But you have to follow through,
You have to follow through.

These reeling emotions,
They just keep me alive,
They keep me in tune,
Oh, look what I'm holding here in my fire,
This is for you,
Am I too obvious to preach it,
You're so hypnotic on my heart.

So, since you wanna be with me,
You'll have to follow through,
With every word you say,
And I, all I really want is you,
You to stick around,
I'll see you everyday,
But you have to follow through,
You have to follow through.

The words you say to me are unlike anything,
That's ever been said,
Oh what you do to me is unlike anything,
That's ever been,
Am I too obvious to preach it,
You're so hypnotic on my heart.

So since you wanna be with me,
You'll have to follow through,
With every word you say,
And I, all I really want is you,
You to stick around,
I'll see you everyday,
But you have to follow through,
You have to follow through,
You're gonna have to follow.

Oh, this is the start of something good,
Don't you agree?

Follow through, Amelie. :)

Oh, and click here to listen to the song.

"A baby is a curly, dimpled lunatic." (Ralph Waldo Emerson)

Babies are stalking me. They are in my dreams. Swear to god. I'll explain later. Soon.

Anyway, this would be what Amelie/Reeshy's baby would look like. My baby with Amelie would be fucking cuter, okay?

And, oh, yeah. I almost forgot. Or, forgotted, as Marcus says.

"But I want to hold your hand when we go to IG!"

"God, you're adorable."

"Uh, no, that's you. I'm hot and sexy."

Two different idiots people. You know, lah. :) Me and Naz.

--I keep it to myself.

and you,
you are in my dreams,
you're underneath my skin,
how am i so weak?

I can feel the way,

I can just come clean,

I keep it to myself...

can you read my mind?

has it comes undone?

I can't have you,

I have dreams.

Perverted song. I have such a dirty little mind.

--what am I supposed to say when I'm all choked up and you're okay?

"That's for sure the thing that I don't want to make the decision to stop and then after two, six, eight months thinking, shit, I should have you know, it was not quite the time yet."

--Amelie Mauresmo.

Hey. Don't leave me, okay? I might just die.