Of Life, Love and Loss Well, hello there (:

i'm gerald/gregory/teng-teng/littleboy (because we all love nicknames dont we?). im fourteen. im singaporean.

i like autumn days and winter nights. i like the smell of rain and touch of a nice soft rug. i like bitter chocolate and warm soup.

i.love.oreos. lovelovelove them. id marry oreos if i could.

i am hopelessly confused about what i really want. i am a dreamer. i am loud. i am shy. i am akward. i am stupid. i am confused. i am paranoid. i am who i am and you cant change me.

this blog is everything i am. everything i want. everything i need. its me at my core. my innermost feelings and secrets. my diary.

A boomerang lover — one that seems to disappear when you toss it away, with a mind that wants nothing more to do with it, until you’re suddenly hit with a visual speck of something familiar. And before you can react, its blunt force cracks your ribs and falls to the ground waiting to be thrown again

singapore really is very pretty. especially at night with all the lights and all

transatlanticism really was their best song

NEED TO TRY THIS SOON D:

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