53489

 

Hi very sad girl here URGENT
Lost a blue wallet with a metal butterfly clasp at BUONA VISTA MRT on 8th May at 1330
Lost it around the taxi stand

No money inside and debit card has been blocked
please return to a passenger service counter of MRT or a police station

  

53485

 

yesterday at 03.18am we lost our founder father lee kuan yew,i treat him like my grandpa because i had already lost both of my late grandparents.i know maybe i shouldnt post this,but i want to say please rest in peace grandpa lee.i miss u always!

  

53480

 

i have faked some stuff in my work. it was in a moment of folly. i hope it doesn hurt anyone. i do not dare to tell anyone lest it affects my career. i feel so guilty about it. the weight of my burden of sin is weighing me down. so does my cowardice in confessing.

  

53478

 

I may not be the most important people in your life.

But i just hope, one day when u hear my name.

You will smile and say “i miss you”

  

53476

 

BULLSHIT NGANO BAWAL??? TANAN NALANG BAWAL KO EDI KAMO NALANG MAG AKO KJ KAAYO SA AKONG KINABUHI KABALO MAN KO SA AKONG MGA LIMITATIONS SHIT KABALO KO KUNG UNSA ANG TAMA UG MALI NA HIMUON NAA NAKOY BUOT PARA SA AKONG SARILI, USAHAY LANG KO MANGAYO SA INYO MASKI AUTHORITY LANG NA SUGTAN KO SHIT MGA BUANG MGA KJ MURAG WALA KA AGI UG TEENAGER SHIT SHIT KA AS IN SUPER SHIT BULLSHIT SHIT SHIT FEAST T.

  

53474

 

I have to listen to others’ desicion. But i cant seem to get them to listen to me. I want to vent all anger but i just cant.

  

53472

 

I wonder to myself daily Did I make a mistake coming back? The only real change is you got a job!

  

53469

 

I have the best bf in this world that I could never ask for more but recently, I met a prc worker who took my breath away. He was sweet, natural, humorous and younger than me by many years. We bonded very well and had meals together so far. Every night, I yearn to receive his wechat message. He confessed to me that he had fallen for me and I wanted to tell him how much I like him too but we can’t be together. I couldn’t sleep without exchanging text with him. I felt like I have betrayed my bf’s feelings for me behind his back. I have to put this to a stop. Someone tell me how to.

  

53465

 

Bounded in fear by 17th century laws
Breathe. Breathe. Breathe.
For two years. Two years I’ve been confined and imprisoned by rules and philosophies created in the 17th century. Yes, I am a 22 year old whom just got freed from these ancient confinements. The preaching was brutal truth and terrifying.
Every time I was there, it was the only thing I was obligated to discuss and the longer I stayed, the more they reminded me of how terrifying and loose this liberal world is. For so long, so long I am finally freed but why can’t I breathe normally? Why is it still haunting me? Why? So much so that it’s causing a tremendous strain on every relation I ever had with someone.
Then one day, I was finally out, out and broken from these heavy metal chains. I was afraid to fly because I could fall. I was afraid of talking because I could say the wrong words. Afraid to dance because if I danced wrong, it would ruin the image I was expected to live up to. Afraid, afraid, all the time, fearful of every single action I was about to do. I was constrained by fear, not love.
If this was how real love functions and if was really for our protection to not do anything because of the fear of every single consequence that the pessimistic preachers told me, then it isn’t love anymore isn’t it? It’s fear, and this fear drowns me and limits all my movements because our minds could not be trusted, that’s what they say.
Now I’ve been accustomed to these restrictions for so long that the modern world becomes an elusive mirage to me. They tied me down, they chained me, they beat me up with every word that spat from their lips.
I am bruised, so bruised that I am having so much difficulty adapting to this modern world when everything seems normal to the majority, it didn’t. It didn’t seem right. I had this obsessive urge to correct everything with all the laws I had been imprisoned for two years. I lost my friends, my best friend and someone I wanted to connect to dearly.
Lonely, depressed and still trying to recover from the chains that had been bruised unto me. I couldn’t talk or socialize like I used to. I was lonely and desperately trying to connect with someone while he has been so lovingly patient with me but all I saw were flaws, flaws, flaws that didn’t fulfil the laws that they have been etched from this desolute experience. I can’t even guide myself because anything of self seems to be wrong. Wrong and just wrong. It’s been driving him crazy like it had been driving me crazy.