A sleep-deprived being who doesn’t know how to comb her hair. Just another typical cat, making records of her troubles, stating her disillusionment about the society, giving out moronic thoughts over the most insignificant things and some of a hundred everyday menaces. And yes, cats do these.
These are the proofs of my crime, the truth behind my every lie.
(^._.^)
Claire. Had seen no more than nineteen summers.
"I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me" - Phil. 4:13
P.S. II
I tend to make "P.S." and I don't know why. I just do.
P.S. III
See?
P.S. IV
And um, meow?
Come up to meet you, tell you I’m sorry
You don’t know how lovely you are
The Scientist | Coldplay
Coldplay never fails to amuse me with their songs. The lyrics, the melody and the voice are just mesmerizing. Also, one time, I was listening to their song “Paradise”. I was in the jeepney, and when I was about to say “Para” to make the jeep stop, the song goes like this “Para, para, paradise”. So when I shouted “Para” I was also laughing and the passengers stared at me.
oh my how i love this song
The Scientist || Coldplay you don’t know how lovely you are