Friday, July 31, 2015

Will

If he kills me
please tell his lawyer to use the defense of Insanity
or in other words Unsoundness Of Mind

I am doubtless
that the murder was an Accident
he himself wouldn't have the thought of using this defense

But trust me
he would convince you that it was a Necessity
it is necessary to make me vanish

He will tell you again and again
that my existence obviously brings more harm than good
because I am always the greater evil

Hahaha no no no!
he will never should never use the defense of Intoxication
it will be nothing close to Involuntary what more Voluntary
because an 'Angel' wouldn't do such things.


This is a will to anyone it concerns. I put my trust in you to make this happen, even though I wouldn't know as I have already leave this shitty place.

PS: Only do this if he kills me, not anyone else.

Wednesday, July 29, 2015

#Miscellaneous 5

I've been painting and sketching these few weeks because I obviously have nothing better to do. So yea.. here are some of them.


"Waterfalls are not always calming"
I approached my waterfall abstract painting in a different point of view. You probably can't see the waterfall but just believe that its there somewhere. I tried to not put in much earthly colours like blue, light blue, brown, yellow, shades of green like I always do.


"A mountain full of Loneliness"

no description.


"On my way to kick the bastards ass"

Honestly, I don't think I'm done with this one. Hahah but I will ofcourse update later (maybe in the next 5 years). It is just my high cut shoes I bought in 2011 that I no longer wear because it's a bit tight now. It's not like I'm gonna wear it out, I just had the urge to paint on anything but paper. 

Monday, July 27, 2015

The Guy Who Was Walking In The Zoo Munching On Peanuts

#2secondsnotes
#forsyahmihaqim


I turned left to check if there would be any bad guys throwing knives at me
I looked to the right maybe someone is holding flowers kneeling to love me
Then I faced the front only to realise a future of loneliness.

Saturday, July 25, 2015

Wednesday, July 22, 2015

Tuesday, July 21, 2015

Butterfloth

Butterflies fly by day
Moths fly by night

You see that I'm always doing okay
You have no idea how hard I try to camouflage

Your mind tells you I'm a social butterfly
Do you even have the idea that I can't count anymore the times that I cry

I believe that I'm a butterfly in the day
When actually I'm just a wretched moth at night.

Monday, July 20, 2015

YOU! Yes, the one I'm pointing at.

This is a painting about you. I listed down around 10 to 15 of your characteristic(which I don't remember anymore) and painted out of it. I know you hate it, I'm honoured!

Friday, July 17, 2015

I Am Done Now

I easily lose trust in people. They could do the smallest things they won't even realise and it can already break the walls of my trust.
But I dont keep a grudge on anyone and I forgive easily.

If I could speak a whole bunch of stuffs continuously without hesitation, that means I trust you. And it doesnt take years of friendship to get that power.

Its funny how theres this favourite scene which will always get to me. When Im trying to tell you something or explain myself, they will cut my words or when I have finished they'll ask 'are you done yet?'. Also 'why are you so excited about telling this'.

I know from those moments that these people don't appreciate little things around them and it contradicts me. Resulting to a goodbye.

Thursday, July 16, 2015

Cold War

So, what's inside that peaceful mind of yours?
Is it a memory of your mothers smores
Or is the face of her when you said she's a dance floor
Maybe it's a picture of a place that you wish to explore
Or it could be the tought of me being eaten by a wild boar
I know you've always wished for me to dissapear
But I can't help but reappear
Eventhough we fight almost every year
I still want to know
What's in there?


Wednesday, July 15, 2015

Post Crying Beauty

Have you ever looked at your face after youve had a good cry?
I just did and i think i look better than all the other times ive ever looked at my face.
I love how my lips are a little bit pumped and red
My eyes are swollen but not too swollen, just perfect
My eyebags are pink
My nose is light red
And my cheeks of course its already red 90% of the time.
Maybe i should cry more often. Maybe.