Thursday, April 17, 2014



"And suddenly I become a part of your past
I'm becoming the part that don't last
I'm losing you and it's effortless
Without a sound we lose sight of the ground 
In the throw around
Never thought that you wanted to bring it down
I won't let it go down till we torch it ourselves."

Sunday, April 13, 2014

Wonderlust.

Sometimes I wonder, when will this end?

And then I wonder, when will a new life begin.

A little while later, I stop wondering altogether.

Because it brings me no respite but pain,

Which torments both the heart and the brain.

And then I wonder, am I going insane?

Thursday, April 03, 2014

Things you don't get.


Loving you is a whole lot like loving this plate of Wan Tan Mee. It may not be the best, and I'm pretty sure there are a gazillion other better tasting Wan Tan Mees out there (but then again, maybe not) but this is the best to me and I don't intend to search for a better one anytime soon. But you have to go and be an asshole. Meh. 

Monday, March 24, 2014

Lost Season 2

You're not lost when you stop and ask for directions.
You're lost when you no longer know where you want to go to.

Sometimes when I pray, I don't even know what to ask for anymore. So I just make general statements, like "May everyone be well and happy." because I kinda stopped believing it would work.
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"Why so cynical, Natasha Neoh. Tsk."

Thursday, February 27, 2014

A lot of feels.


"Do you ever feel like calling your ex?"
"Calling? Nah. Texting, yeah."

Saturday, February 08, 2014

Whales cry, too.

My wardrobe door has been having this problem for quite some time now, everytime I slide it close it wouldn't reach the button which switches off the lights. Yeah the lights sound fancy but trust me it's a damn pain every day to get the door to close properly. As I was in the midst of closing the door properly just now, I looked up just to make sure there was no ghost up there trying to scare the sh*t out of me and I caught a glimpse of my huge ass birthday card. It then dawned upon me that Pip was up there, too. And at that moment I instantly felt so, so sad. Many thoughts and emotions of varying degrees of pain swept upon me like waves. Waves crash. Along with Pip, I tried to bury my feelings and memories somewhere I couldn't see. You know what they say, 'Out of sight, out of mind.' And sure enough, I've completely forgotten about Pip's existence until that moment of frustration and slight fear from trying to close the door right and finding the ghost. Then, the blanket of waves retreated to gain momentum. Ever so silent. Ever so deadly. Before the crash. Only to be the first of many.

Tuesday, February 04, 2014





You always said you knew. But after a while, you've forgotten. And now, you'll never know because everything's stolen.