Salutations.
My name's Jonan,
I'm an 18 year old with the lungs and liver of a 70 year old.
If by any unfortunate(for you) chance,
you get to know me more intimately,
you will find that I:
am quite the cynical little shit
am rather lazy,that's what everyone tells me anyway.
prefer night so much more over the day that I've made a few owl friends.
experiment with the stupidest things possible and still think I am reasonably intelligent.
have an ectoplasmic look during classes.
change brands of cigarettes as much as a girl changes clothes.
am an asshole in my own right,if you know what's good for you,you won't get close.
have an email address;jonan_yip@hotmail.com.

Misery loves company which is why I'm never alone. Don't say I didn't warn ya.

Sometimes a strong heart and a willingness to die to protect just isn't enough.



I'm not supposed to be afraid. All my life, I've grown up with an instinct to mask my fear or to even banish it completely. I won't lie now that I'm not.

I'm tired and afraid.

This has been the scariest rollercoaster I've been on and it's twists and turns never seem to end even just when you thought that it was smooth sailing for the moment. On the other hand, it's been the most exhilarating ride I've been on and has never failed to leave me breathless.

I have learnt however, that my value ain't worth shit.(Some of you assholes shouldn't further confirm this HAHA.) Cause guys like me are a dime a dozen and we're a touch, overrated.

The shadowed path tempts me back with it's fast-living allure but I am using every cell in my body to resist it.

I feel cold. Not to mention, stupid.(which seems to happen alot)

And it's not because of the air-conditioning either.

"Though I walk in the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me and cause I've been there and fucking back!"- Psalms 23:4 (amended version)



SEX GOD YAHHH says:
jonan remember
i am non-existent
all these dreary rain clouds still bother me. says:
OK
you are a stealth fighter
SEX GOD YAHHH says:
just another fucking good pool player
thats all
keep it low
all these dreary rain clouds still bother me says:
FUCKING ACTION

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SEX GOD YAHHH says:
i had to clean my nipple hair
all these dreary rain clouds still bother me. says:
dude
you should seriously
shave
SEX GOD YAHHH says:
yes i cut
all these dreary rain clouds still bother me. says:
your fucking
SEX GOD YAHHH says:
i know
all these dreary rain clouds still bother me. says:
nipple hair
SEX GOD YAHHH says:
i cut
hahaha
i cut
all these dreary rain clouds still bother me. says:
it's damn long
SEX GOD YAHHH says:
i just try not too
IMAGINE
all these dreary rain clouds still bother me. says:
can tie ribbon in the middle of your chest
SEX GOD YAHHH says:
I CONTINUE CUTTING
40 YEARS OLD
WTF WILL BECOME OF MY NIPPLES
all these dreary rain clouds still bother me. says:
LOL
SEX GOD YAHHH says:
HIDDEN
all these dreary rain clouds still bother me. says:
HAHAHAHAHAHAH
OMFG
EPIC
SEX GOD YAHHH says:
CROUCHING PENIS HIDDEN NIPPLE

PETER YOU NEVER FAIL TO AMAZE.



I wonder, is it because I'm just a convenient outlet?

Maybe so, but I'd take it anyway.



You know, sometimes I feel like a fool.

People worry about me, I may sound like a screwed up person but I'm thankful that there actually ARE people who look out for me.

I am trying terribly hard to reform my ways but sometimes I feel like just going into an eternal rest and ending this daily mental torture.

I AM NOT AN EMO KID BTW TYVMUCH.

Well, they say a leopard can never change it's spots but I'd fucking bleach my fur coat for you HAHA.

Nobody will ever use me as a human doormat but I'd let you use my pride to cross over the muddy road.

Don't understand a fucking thing?

I thought so.

P.S I feel like shit so people please don't give me shit until I've had some sleep lulz ty.



Back from St. James, DJ was okay, drinks were guuuud shitzxzxz.

It's seems like eons since I clubbed.

Aside from that, I feel like I'm on a cloud. It's still hard to believe that a guy like me would even hold a candle to the numerous other opportunities out there for you. I'm in love with your sharp intellect, cat-like playfullness(:D), your beauty and your exquisite purity of character. K I sound pretty love-struck right now.

I know you may have your faults and I have mine(much more so than you), but I really would love to make things work. I know I can't hesistate anymore, cause Jason Mraz told me.

Sometimes I wrestle with feelings of incapability and self-doubt. You always seems to fly so far even when you are the closest to me. But I'll never regret knowing you and the light you've shed upon my (sometimes bitter) life.

K laugh all you want, but I'm no longer the caustic, acid-spitting, vicious and cynical person you people have known me to be :D You've made me think of reconsidering my priorities and getting ahead with my life.

Because I said, I've gotta be honest, I've been waiting for you, all my life.

For so long I thought, I was asylum-bound but just seeing you, makes me think twice.

And being with you here, makes me sane I fear, I'll go crazy if you leave my side.

I may just be a passing phase to you, but even if you brush me away, I will be your black box and carry your fears locked within me till I am laid to rest.

And I am not using bold letters because I wanna drama, but because I don't know how to turn it off knn.

FRIDAY CHIONG POWERHOUSE AGAIN AI MAI HAHA.






Dear God, can I ask you a question?

Is it because we do wicked deeds, that misfortune descends upon us?



No, like seriously, where do we go now?

I don't get myself anymore.

This shit a dream or what?

Dudddeeee, where's my car?

Cause I'm tired of walking on the edge and I'll reach the precipice pretty soon.

I'd rather get savaged and beaten till every fiber of my body hurt again than someone play havoc with my heart.



I don't want to spend everyday with trepidition and anxiety in my being.

I don't want to spend everyday wondering if I will ever be able to keep up.

I don't want to feel my mind unweaving every conscious second.

What I do want to do, is breathe in every moment.

I want to spend everyday watching the sunlight dance in your eyes and the moonlight accentuating your hair.

I want to wake up every morning feeling your breath on my neck and your heartbeat against mine.

OK LA DRAMA LA I KNOW. I have to stop this shit or people will start thinking I'm a fag.