jolyn dislikes long profiles, they reveal too much, and where's the enigma in that? apart from that, jolyn is also an ugly monster, and if you have something against ugly people, then well, too bad.

jolyn adores music, androgynous boys, shark(boy)s, pink spiders, robots, black and red, the word 'awesome', musicians, and referring to herself as the third person, a trait she picked up from uncle goh.



(in no particular order)

ryan; yiling; elsia; cherie; tharsh; evelynwong; see ler1; see ler2; jumalia; kimberly; denise; dalila; weiping; nurul; shaun; kelvin; jessica; candice; grace; shyaza; chekseen; amirah; jaan; jedidah; nadzirah; juliana; aqilah; charlton; qixuan; aqila; xinyi; sili; samantha; melissa; jolene; nadia; nurul; suetfar; armeeza; joanna; melissa; sakinah; peishi; gurvin; wuyi; yingying; jennifer; dionne; peiwen; zakkiyah; azrina; estee; fiona; germaine; jiaqi; shirlynn; jacqueline; joshua; qianyun;

grouphug; ryan; postsecret; kennysia; xiaxue; levan; translation; dictionary; edison; youtube;

untold prophesy
lingyu
deborah
khairiah
cheryl
alvin

foto decadent ; moargh ; bias-ED.

iPod [video], sharkb0izx 101, scene hair, a lot of clothes, tongue, navel and lip piercings, shopping spree, a million billion trillion gazillion dollars, effective weight loss, accessories, skinnies, BILL!, a lot of moshing, 69 hours in a day, more gigs! ask me and i'll tell you

i wonder why i even blog.
no readers. no friends.

no big fucking deal. you stop coming to my blog, i stop going to yours. don't fucking give me any of your fucking nonsense because i'm not a person you want to fuck with.

this is another vain and futile attempt at life.

why don't i ever give up? i don't because i don't want to dismiss everybody as useless, unfriendly and cold. but you leave me no choice. i live to see if you care that i'm suffering. obviously you're oblivious to the suffering. don't you see people with extreme poverty? or do you PRETEND not to see because, to you, it's an eyesore?

because you don't feel anything for that person? or are you just embarrassed that you have people like that in your PERFECT life?!

i wonder why people even talk to me in the first place. why didn't they just ignore me?! well, obviously, they WANT something from me.

they are all using me. just to get what they want. you take what you want, and then you're gone. just when i thought things were perfect, life slapped me in the face, and then gave me a kick in the ass.

i try to help. i try to feel the pain you feel, and you know what? i feel worse than ever before when you just brush me off, saying your problems are bigger. no problems are the same. but why - JUST WHY - are yours more important than mine? more important than a plea of life from me?

i don't want to talk about it anymore. i don't. i just want my old life back. i just want to stop crying over nothing.

that's what my life is. NOTHING.
that's what i am...just a NOBODY.

i'm full of shit.