Wanna hear a funny joke? Just to pass the time.

A depressed guy goes to see a doctor to find a cure for his illness. He goes to the doctor and says,

"Doctor, I'm suffering from severe depression. I feel empty inside, like I'm missing something in my life. I feel lonely too. No one greets me when I come home. No "Good mornings/afternoons". No one to cheer me up when I'm down. Do you have a cure?"

The doctor replies,

"Go and see Fabriaci the Clown. He's in the city. He'll help cure your depression."

The man, upon hearing this piece of advice, breaks down and begins crying.

"But doctor, I am Fabriaci."

The doctor is left stunned and he is speechless. Fabriaci, convinced that there is no cure for depression, goes home to his empty house and kills himself. He dies alone.

Alone in life, and so in death.

A little boy was walking along a path one day and to his amazement, he found a ten-cent coin on the floor. He was extremely delighted. With a sense of fulfilment, he picked up the coin and clutched it in his little hand. The money was his. It cost him nothing but he was ten cents richer without any effort. Thus he decided to look for more money and from that day on, he always looked down whenever he walked, hoping to find another coin.

Sure enough, as he walked through his life looking down for the next coin, he reaped a harvest without much effort. Throughout his lifetime, he had collected a total of $100 by the age of 70. He was pleased that he had amassed such a fortune but it hardly required much effort.

But little did he realise that in the course of looking for the next coin to collect, he had missed seeing 25,567 sunsets, the beautiful rainbows in the sky, the attractive flowers by the path, the colourful butterflies that flew by and most importantly, the friends and family that passed by him and the love and warmth emanated from them. His whole world was focused solely on the wealth he had sought. What he had missed was certainly more than what money could buy.

We must not emulate that little boy, by opening our eyes and minds to appreciate the beauty, love,care and warmth that surrounds us.

Dead baby. Dead.

Won't update on things that happened long ago. Feels so reminiscent and old, to ponder on events past. Should look forward to better things, and always move forward, never looking back.
Bruneian cousins reached Singapore. Yay.

Lack of emotions for now, feeling hollow inside. Must be indigestion haha. 12.05 p.m. black smoke! Had a restless sleep, hated it. Tossed and turned on the bed and the end results?

A bad hair day. Ugh, whatever. Had Bio test, went smoothly. Well, about as smooth as scratching chalk against a concrete wall. Didn't study, but thankfully I remembered a couple of important things for the most part.

And spitfire. I'm loving the word.

German words sound funny, but I like it haha. Fasting's gonna end this Saturday, kinda looking forward to it. Gonna miss air kathira though. It' a flavoured drink only sold during the fasting month. Tastes delicious.

Buhbye.

OMEGLE ME!!

I wear striped socks.
I listen to My Chemical Romance.
I sometimes wear a black tie with tiny little skulls on it.
I read books.
I’m not too handsome.
I eat chocolate when I’m depressed.
I sometimes feel as though
The only right thing to do
Is to crawl up inside of me and die
Am I Emo enough for you?

You wear everything striped lately.
You lined up your soul in black and white.
You hate people who act cute.
You say that you hate it when people label you.
Then maybe you should quit labelling yourself?

Maybe you should stop looking down on girls because they act cute.
Maybe they’re being themselves as well.
You don’t know if
They
Ever wanna crawl up in themselves and die.
You don’t know them anymore than you know yourself.
Maybe they also cut themselves and hate their life?
Maybe they listen to My Chemical Romance too.
And by the way;

I know your little secret.
You are not depressed.
The earth does not rotate around you.
Your parents do love you.
You are special and unique
Along with every girl that acts cute.
You’re not more Emo than me.
You’re fifteen.

-LittleSushi

-break-

Something I found on Deviantart. Enjoy.

Labels: emo