Despite how much evidence and experience that proves changes never reminds stagnant, there are however, things that forever remains unchanged.
Like a leopard. It never changes it spots.
So there too are, things in life that you can never expect that of to change.
Like the fidelity of men. Not all of course. A handful remains impeccable.
But majority aren't. It's the work of God or Mother nature or whoever that created mankind lah.
Worry not, lao niang me not being fooled or anything.
Just that something happened that kinda made me feel quite very.. exasperated.
I'd think I have successfully portrayed myself as 1) a bimbo, 2) a happy child with perfect family, 3) the naive one, 4) the spoilt princess who doesn't know what's going on outside the castle.
Which got me further exposed to the craftiness of some dickheads out there.
*clap clap* I've yet again, seen the works of life and a very good show put up. Slightly than the ones I've seen during my younger days. Not bad, quite polished acts I'd say.
Here they are, pretending all so vulnerable and dignified and trustful.
There, they subconsciously showed the signs of nothing but the opposite.
I laughed at their pathetic attempts to con any Mary, Jane or Bettys out there. Boy you sure messed with the wrong Mary Jane Betty I tel'ya.
The gestures of flirting are e.v.e.r.y.w.h.e.r.e my oh my it tickles me...
And I bet it sure sucks that a mediocre looking girl, did not fall into the willy tricks of him, the very handsome.
Indeed, blessed with the looks. But perhaps God has forgotten to bestow him a brain which unfortunately, the mediocre had quite plentiful of.
Well God bless you for your handicap my boy. God bless you.
Or probably God has long forgotten a child like him and sent a devil to avenge the angels that he'd broken their fragile, lil' crystal heart? Hmmm?
Oh you little fool.. silence does not make the devil bow in the game of lure, silence only makes you, end your own game.
It's like an English court, where ladies try their best to seduce and men get lust by them. It's a warfield.
I laugh at the mundanities of the game. For it remains, still the same. Same as it was 10 years back. The rules never change. It only gets improvised.
I laugh at the fact that, it was once again, presented to me like an useless rock disguising as a precious gem.
I laugh at you, you fool.
For I seen the truth, clear as the mountain spring.
