designer love and empty things. call me materialistic, but i think i love it. why bother falling into the thresholds of this thing they call love, and realise the forgery behind it all, and leave with nothing? i'd rather leave with something to cherish. the gucci bag that you got from the boyfriend who slept with your friend? leave him, take the bag. that pair of manolos you got from another boyfriend who shouted his ex girlfriend's name when he got a little more than tipsy? get the shoes girl, and leave him and any speck of memory of him far away.

yes, all girls would pretend. for example, 'oh..... i dont want a guy who buys me presents. i would love a beggar for who he is'.. oh please..

imagine a dinner date then the guy asks if you have enough to cover your share because he hasn't received his paycheck. what a major turnoff don't you think?

ok, maybe i'm just saying all these cos MEN made me this way.

but of course its different when people really fall in the depths of the love-hell-hole. i've been in and out of there, so now, i'll just stick to the goods of life...

maybe in another point of view, its also a good thing, if you date a person who can buy you things, be it expensive or regular things. at least they've sorted out their lives, so half of your relationship wont be wasted on you trying to make decisions for these brain-down-there beings.

so, i gotta go... sort out my life first.

anyway, if you really think i'm a fully materialistic person, then you are but an insensitive person.. yes you. not me. haaha. why? because if you haven't noticed, sarcasm is the key ingredient in this post. and sarcasm does not equals to fact. sooo, all of the above, is for you to decide. remember, this is just a post. you can't breathe the life in words. pathetic, they say dance is an art.. an expression. i can wiggle like an ant, and they say i'm graceful. there is no life in anything. its all make believe. they say what you write is who you are. I am Paris Hilton. am i?

anyway, the morale of the story is, don't believe anything a person says, especially when they're angry. you guys have 'breathed' the above words. now please do whatever to puke it out and just erase all i've said.

i am but an angry, angry person. hear me roar.

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