Wednesday, June 17, 2009

note to myself

everything will be okay in the end... if it's not okay, it's not the end ...

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Everyone gets scared of their own shadows once in a while.

Sunday, November 09, 2008

yet again...

The voices in my head
The noises in my head
Don’t let me sleep
My head hits the pillow and
They rush in
Jostling for attention
Entangling with each other
Creating a mess
Keeping me awake

Monday, September 08, 2008

reflecting back...

sometimes others do make the right choice for you...

Tuesday, April 29, 2008

Lethargy

For a long time now I wanted to get inside your head.

To see how it works, to figure you out.

But when I got entry I didn’t stay for long.

Not because I didn’t like what was in there.

They were fine enough.

Everything that I wanted was right there.

But not a single thing was where it should be.

And it would have taken such a long time to put them in their place,

To draw a clear picture.

And I was feeling just too lazy.

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

why i'm still here - chris kornacki

on sunday

i woke up

& slid from under

your arms

to hit the

8 a.m. sidewalk

with no intention

of ever coming

back

i only turned around

because

i left my cigarettes

next to

the bed

Friday, January 18, 2008

here's thinking of you, kid...

I have been wanting to do this for a long long time. But was getting stuck at finding the right design. Given that I will have to live with it for the rest of my life, it was kind of important to make sure I won’t wake up one morning n go “what the fck was I thinking”.

Thus I went through hundreds of designs, browsed dozens on sites, ate my friends’ head about helping me, decided one on design only to change my mind the next day. It had to be something which has a deeper meaning for me beyond being aesthetically nice.

Which is why I know I will never regret this one. This tattoo is my way of remembering Toi, my boxer who died last March. It was strange going back home this time. I kept expecting her to coming running and jump all over me when I enter. For the first time in thirteen years I was sleeping on my bed alone and I spent most of it staring at my ceiling.

I miss her so. Thus this design.

But I must say this is kinda addictive. This one haven’t healed yet and I am already trying to find the next design. Any suggestions?