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— Marilgee
I know you need a friend
Someone you can talk to
Who will understand what you’re going through
When it comes to love
There’s no easy answer
Only you can say what you’re gonna do
I heard you on the phone
You took his number
Said you weren’t alone, but you’d call him soon
Isn’t he the guy
The guy who left you crying
Isn’t the the one who made you blue
When you remember those nights in his arms
You know you’ve gotta make up your mind
Are you gonna stay with the one who loves you
Or are you going back to the one you love
Someone’s gonna cry when they learn they’ve lost you
Someone’s gonna thank the stars above
What you gonna say when he comes over
There’s no easy way to see this through
All the broken dreams
All the disappointments
Oh girl. What you gonna do
Your heart keeps saying it’s just not fair
But still you’ve gotta make up your mind
(Source: suicideblonde, via suicideblonde)
Nights in white satin,
Never reaching the end,
Letters I’ve written,
Never meaning to send.



like Bobby Vee says, the night has a thousand eyes.
‘cause the night has a thousand eyes
and a thousand eyes can’t help but see if you are true to me
so remember when you tell those little white lies
That the night has a thousand eyes




From temples to warehouses, to boutique hotels to kid’s workshops, to offices to eateries and even brothels…. Keong Saik is such a diversified place. There’s even a cemetery out of nowhere where people go to seek for help and worship.
I’m going to miss the never-ending teasings from my colleagues, Mr Mok’s erratic behaviour which leaves you intrigued and Ms Choy’s lovely personalty. Not forgetting the awesome cai fan nearby which is very delicious.
Though we will miss the good times, at least we get to experience it during our lifetime.
Guess I’ll always be
A soldier of fortune
Every time I think of you
I get a shot right through
Into a bolt of blue
It’s no problem of mine
But it’s a problem I find
Living the life that I can’t leave behind
There’s no sense in telling me
The wisdom of a fool won’t set you free
But that’s the way that it goes
And it’s what nobody knows
And every day my confusion grows
Every time I see you falling
I get down on my knees and pray
I’m waiting for the final moment
You say the words that I can’t say
I feel fine and I feel good
I feel like I never should
Whenever I get this way
I just don’t know what to say
Why can’t we be ourselves like we were yesterday
I’m not sure what this could mean
I don’t think you’re what you seem
I do admit to myself
That if I hurt someone else
Then I’ll never see just what we’re meant to be
Every time I see you falling
I get down on my knees and pray
I’m waiting for the final moment
You’ll say the words that I can’t say
Mr Yongcong Choy ’s facebook note gave me another perspective towards NS. Dom’s passing sure woke the nation. Most of us including me blame NS for robbing his life but have we thought about who is guarding our land while we are having our own fun?
Rest well Lee Roth. God has other plans for you. I salute you.
17 April 2012.
Lee Roth,
http://sex-drugsandsausagerolls.tumblr.com/
I was browsing through Facebook & I saw a wallpost to you & the word ‘RIP’ struck me. I thought it was a prank but when I saw words of condolences pouring through everywhere, I knew something was amidst. My friend and I were hoping it was just a horrible prank but after confirmation, tears started rolling down my cheeks. I couldn’t believe it. My mind was in a blur. You had a good future ahead. Young charming hunk who was intelligent and musically talented. I was so angry that something ridiculous like ‘NS’ took away your life. Though I’ve read similar cases before, I never knew it was going to happen to you.
All I can say is that the good die young. You can join hands with Kurt cobain, jimmy Hendrix, Whitney Houston, Michael Jackson, elvis Presley.. The list goes on.
Thank you lee Roth for the wonderful friendship. Though we haven’t been talking much for months, but I’ll never forget the days of you teasing me endlessly, calling me names like ’ Indian’ or ‘Giam’ or ‘Marilgee’, listening to my neverending problems, for being there at my lowest, for our lunch meetings in TP, having late night conversations through phone, whatsapp and msn.. Sharing our love for music (it is very rare to find someone who appreciates the oldies & rock n roll), eating island creamery icecream & watching pulp fiction, helping me decorate my room, giving me the carpenters vinyl ( you bought it for yourself, yet you gave it to me because I really wanted it badly).
I’m so sorry NS rob your life away. please take care up there. Goodbye doesn’t mean forever and I’ll see you soon. You will probably be still as handsome in heaven and I’ll be old and grey. I hope you will still recognize me. Keep on mamboing & maybe show god some cool moves of yours :) Love always, Marilyn
Sasha Grey
Marilyn has the right idea
Visited our favourite fairy floss meadow today (Taken with instagram)