Sleep, Amy, Sleep...

...cuz now you can

Sleep, Amy, sleep
You no more need to go on that risky trip
For your soul to flip
Oh Amy, frisky Dame
You no more need that whiskey nip
That your budding legendary life ripped
For now you can sleep

So sleep, Amy, sleep*
But your legacy need to sleep not!
For eternally it shall live
So I'll weep not

Sleep, Amy, sleep
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Amy Winehouse's tragic passing has once again reminded me of a cruel but true fact that money can't purchase inner happiness.
A raw searing musical talent, global fame, 16 million bucks, 5 Grammy gongs...all that, among other glamorous things, didn't make Amy happy.
Since the day I heard about her passing, I've tormented myself with a thousand questions, wondering what it was that made this girl with a voice of an angel so desperately want to block out the world? What was it that pushed her to the edge and eventually into a dangerous world of drugs?
Now more than ever I despairingly hope there is truly a life after death. When time comes for me to go too, I'll be looking forward to getting answers from Amy herself!

RIP girl! Say Wazup to my mama, papa and bro there in heaven. The lot were troubled souls too.

Heavy hearts in Malawi.

DEMOCRACY SHOULD NEVER EVER COME TO THIS!




Blood shed wrongly for the right cause


Our deceased Red Army heroes...

I'm getting really sick of humans bringing up shit from the past whenever we have a disagreement!
Well, I'm sorry, but I can not unlive history.
So it's either you swallow that bitter fact and march on with life, or you lie there and choke on it. The choice is yours!
As of me, I'm truly marching on.
Time waits for no fool!

SwimWear

...when the itch to scribble becomes impossibly unbearable...
...when every single alphabetical character incessantly whispers in your ear, angering your eardrum...
"write me"
"write me"
Dear Lord, why do some of us choose to become captives of our own thoughts?
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Hey G, it's been a while since you and I last got "intimate". I have been so busy trying to make use of the free oxygen around me, I couldn't spare a sec to write. I'm so sorry! But I'm here now. In my most creative magnificence.

Wimbledon 2011 is still a red raw bruise in my soul. Actually, I don't really want to talk about it...
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Chelsea FC has a new manager. I didn't get a chance to say adios to Ancelotti. But its ok, I won't miss the prick...lol
The English premier commences on the 15th of August 2011. Looking forward to a lot of heart breaks. I wonder if Wenger's oversized coat is still alive...
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I can't believe Casey Anthony got away with brutality. I just can't believe it! Life is...