This is how you do it?

Ziona Chana, the head of the world’s largest family (and, also, of a sect that allows men to marry as many women as they want), lives in a 100-room mansion with his 39 wives, 94 children and 33 grandchildren. One evening meal consists of 30 whole chickens, 132 lbs of potatoes and 220 lbs of rice. (Read more about how he married 10 women in one year and the sleeping arrangement of his wives here)

Water coolness.

Underwater Sculptures 
Photograph courtesy Jason deCaires Taylor

The people in “The Silent Evolution”  were created from live casts of a wide sample of people, most of them locals—including Lucky, a Mexican carpenter (center), according to Taylor.The characters range in age from a 3-year-old boy, Santiago, to an 85-year-old nun, Rosario (both not pictured), and include an accountant, yoga instructor, and acrobat, among others.

Something sweet.

The Dynamic Tower (also known as Da Vinci Tower) in Dubai.

Uniquely, each floor will be able to rotate independently. 

This will result in a constantly changing shape of the tower. Mind blowing.

The most dangerous creature alive.

The poor mother cat kept licking the kittens, hoping it would revive the kittens. According to the family that adopted the stray cat, on the morning of the 11th when they heard the cat’s tragic cries, they rushed downstairs to discover this stray cat’s four kittens abused to death, and even placed in front of the mother cat. The kittens’ bodies were covered with bullet holes, with blood all over. One of the kittens had its neck tied with a rope and elongated, its chest cut open, heart exposed, while the other three kittens’ heads were stepped on. 

FYI, no.
The kittens and mom cat are not the most dangerous creatures alive.
Want to know? Figure the next graph below.

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What's your cheat?

The last one is the coolest! Teehee!

In not out.

When you get to know someone, all their physical characteristics start to disappear. 

You'll dwell in their energy, recognize their scent. 

You see only the essence of the person, not the shell.

 Don't fall for beauty/looks. 

You can lust it, be infatuated, want to own it.

 You can love it with your eyes & body, but not the heart.

 When you REALLY connect, any physical imperfections disappear, become irrelevant♥

What would you symbol me?

♥ = I want a relationship.

♥ ♥ = Im falling for you.

;) = I wanna hug you.

:) = I like you a lot

:( = I miss you.

:D = You’re sexy/beautiful.

;O = I want you, but can’t.

:P = I want you more than anything.

:X = we should date

:* = Kiss me

:| = You annoy me

:/ = I dunno..

XXX= porn 

:*** = We should make out!

Waltz.

By the end of this week, you should already have a marker pen with you and eyes in mind. Cos you won't be able to see mine anymore. They'll be too small for the naked eye. It's either that or someone make me smile again and stop these tears of mine.

Ciggies and blades seem more and more appealing to me these days.

Trying my hardest to block everything out.
Just to get myself by all these datelines.
Assignment marks for a price.

Someone please don't allow me to numb myself again towards all these feelings.
I can't help it, I have to.
But the pain that comes after that is like a thousand folds.
I'm pleading, but the people who can help can't see me.

Why did I even waltz into something so obvious.
Now the fall is taking it's toll on me.
God save your child who is so oppressed.
I am on the edge of everything now.
Please.

Rue.

Jerk it is.
That's what it feels like now.
He was hurting on the inside.
His eyes revealed everything.
But he kept his cool and talked to her.

She could see a tear opening and blood oozing.
He watched her cry over and over again.
Eventhough his heart was also crying.

She starts doubting everything
Saying that he's a cynic,
but perhaps she is.
Loosing sight of everything.

Vision blurring.
Everything looks so different when it's blur.
Bad looks good.
And good looks bad.

Is it a repetitive mistake?
What should she do?
Both say they do, but one seems lesser than the other.
One whose arms are not wrapped around her.
One whose skin pollutes the other.
What should she do?

Seconded.

This is going to disgust you.

When you see this, you’ll unfollow me.

You’re going to think I am crazy for posting this.

But none of those things matter to me. See this? I mean do you really see it? I want you to look at this. You may have seen the scabs, the scars, or the millions of bracelets and tightly pulled sleeves but you haven’t seen this. I have seen this a million times. A million times I have looked down at my own arms and seen this. Worse than this. I’ve seen arms so badly cut that I’ve wondered how I never bled to death. Does this look like the result of someone just seeking a little attention? Do these look like hesitation marks to you? No. These are the marks of anger, resentment, fear, self-hatred. These are the marks of a deeply disturbed and ill-equipped human being. But that doesn’t mean it’s the mark of an insane person. You think you’re so different from the cutters? You’re no different. Whenever you drink the pain away. smoke the pain away, diet the pain away, cry the pain away. Whenever you use something to cope with your negative emotions, you’re doing exactly what we do. Self-injury is not a “phase,” it’s not  “just for attention.” It’s a sickness. It’s a fucking disease. Don’t ever look down someone who feels so low that they hurt themselves just to feel something. And don’t call us crazy. We’re not crazy, we’re lost. -Samantha 

The significance of this.

“A cynical young person is almost the saddest sight to see because it means that he or she has gone from knowing nothing to believing in nothing.”

—	Maya Angelou

Contradicting me.

“I was glad I wasn’t in love, that I wasn’t happy with the world. I like being at odds with everything. People in love often become edgy, dangerous. They lose their sense of perspective. They lose their sense of humor. They become nervous, psychotic bores. They even become killers.”

— Charles Bukowski in Women

Line 3; new sentence, then all the way.

“Heroes didn’t leap tall buildings or stop bullets with an outstretched hand; they didn’t wear boots or capes. They bled, and they bruised, and their superpowers were as simple as listening or loving. Heroes were ordinary people who knew that even if their own lives were impossibly knotted, they could untangle someone else’s. And maybe that one act could lead someone to rescue you right back.”

—	Second Glance, Jodi Picoult

A sad sad happy song.

If there's doubts about me.
Ask me.
If I don't answer,
ask again and countless times over until I do.

Now that's just me and myself.

I know what must be bugging your mind.
I know and I would love to explain it.
Only to you.
But do ask me in person this.
I want you to be there when the tears fall.


Until then, ciggy(s) are my best buds now.
For it's the closest to being you.

Dark Game.

I guess I was played a fool again.

In misery, it all ends up in the end.

Is this the final show?

Is this how it's suppose to go?

I though that I had you too

When you said I was for you.

Not a bye, Not a peep.

All of a sudden, curtains closed.

I guess it was my fault.

I guess I didn't play it right.

I am now smothered in tears so big

I just wish you were here right.

If only you knew.

If only God could reveal it to you.

If only you could see me now.

For all the things that's done for you.

There's just so much I wanted to know.

Questions didn't go at the count of go.

I guess time wouldn't let you go.

So now I'll wait for time to secretly show.

Time will wait for no one.

God then please let me know.

Is my heart playing tricks on me?

or my mind pranking me at it?

I don't wanna lose something suddenly so precious

But is it real or inception talking?

I guess alot

and asked alot.

Someone, please give me some answers.

For God knows my ears are shut, my eyes cannot see.

Guide me, bring me to light.

For I am now caught in dark questionings and doubt.

.................please....anyone....

Difference.

So true.

Write me a letter, pretty please?

              Dear ______,

I ____ you. You have a nice ______. You make me _______. You

should _______. Someday I will ______. You + me = ________.

If I saw you now I’d __________. I want to ________ you. I

would build a _______ just

for you. If I could sing you any song it would be _________.

We could __________ under the stars.

Love,

_______________

                        (P.S. ______________.) can I at least get one of these please? (:

Latest addition!

Prior to this, my family of hogs consisted of a daughter and a son. They however eventually had incest and now are my son-in-law and daughter-in-law? Laughs. It's a queer situation. But their 'love' act, resulted in a baby boy! (The post before this; him with mommy sleeping)

But now, there are two more additions to the family! Well of course partly to prevent anymore unwanted incest, as well as more mates for my dearies to play with so that they will not be too lonely.

So, without anymore elaborated writings,

PRESENTING......

Taada! Well, that's his backside. But look how white he is!

I'm actually still wondering is he my kid or other grandkid. Laughs. 

But if he's my kid/grandkid, they all are, and thus...incest -_____-''

BUT wait. 

There's more. (ONE more to be exact.)

She looks like a puppy....wet puppy....just with spikes!

Yes, this brown one is a girl. A feisty one at that!

Why? -well, after giving them a bath, she actually gave me a bite on my index finger as thanks.

(Yes, it hurt eventhough they are that small.)

Don't ask whether their bite or spikes hurt more. Indifferent.

So, here are more pictures just for your delight. 

Or rather mine if you're not delighted. Teehee!

I guess that's why they're named hedgeHOGS. 

He has a snout!

The precious princess all curled up after a bath.

OH! did I mention he has red eyes?!

Cool right?! =D

AWWW... The emo one she is. 

So similar to Monroe. Who is coincidently cinnamon as well. 

Wonder if there's a connection. Or do girls just hate me? 

-____-''

Their new home!

A pricey one at that too!

Hope they like it! Will be adding an additional member in there later though.

"Grrr... Don't snatch my food!"

"AH! Let me out!"

AWw... poor thing. Hate to see them locked up, but can't have them running around!

*sobs* Wait til morning comes and I'll let you out!

PROMISE!

P/S: Sorry about the bad lighting. The colours isn't really nice. 

       Will upload more as soon as I take them! *teehee*!

CHEERS!

Swimming hedgehogs

Mommy and baby sleeping. 

Too ADORABLE sleeping pattern!

Mommy and Daddy getting their bath & exercise!

Teehee!

Red day.

Want to know what happened today?

Actually could be one of the more extraordinary happy day. 

I actually found myself a SPAM partner!

Yes, and there she is. All in red. 

Colouring my wall all red. 

That was just part of her spam. There's a long list of it. 

I was tempted to count how many times she's on my wall.

Total accounted for: 41 times!

Today, despite the workload and everything, was still glee!

Undeniably a gorgeous red day it was.

Underlying reasons?
If you ever see my blog or read this,
It's because your random request and outrageous witty comments made my gloom bright!
Thank you Steph! 
xoxo.

Is it worth it?

Never return to an old love no matter how strong it is 

because its like reading a book over & over again when you already know how it ends ♥

But when you read it a second time, 

you'll notice contents that you have missed when you read it the first time.

So the question is should you?

What about those books which you can read over and over again without getting bored eventhough you know every single part and even the words they say. Every detail. 

But is it still worth it?

Never the same.

Adrenaline running through my veins.
Blood pumping up my face.
Everything's such a rush,
Yet nothing near my crush.

A cup, with golden engraving there was.
Aiming high to get it.
Are we going to get it?
It seemed so worth it.
But doubts now I have.

Something soon confirmed.
This isn't what I want.
I don't think anyone would want for it.
It hurts me more than it does you.

Never fun to see.
The pain so intense.
Please, let me wipe that pain away.
Wiping my own while I'm at it.
Please.