Miss lane.

the her
Lena Laney
I think over the moon.
Food pleases me, big time.
I love the arts, and am a massive bookworm.
I harbor absolutely no interest in ordinary people.
I'm irrational, and loving it.
Your painfully average dozen-in-a-street girl.
Keeping a distance of 10 metres would be wise.
Turning 21 on 23dec.
♥Laneyminnie




Yakkies!





“and here goes my story.”
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btw
Jan 14, 2014 || 4:32 PM

Hi, I just decided fifteen mins ago,
I will blog at a new space. Ok? Okay.
This place is too.. wacky weird already.
all a jumbled mess of the past that I've already decided to bury/burn/let slide/whatever.
now its just for keepsake purposes(yeah, right.) or maybe for when i'm feeling really sentimental or the world has run out of coherent thoughts(Not.) or I just wanna see how retarded-ly childish I was.
You tell me, who wouldn't wanna leave a significant mark of their own in the world?
Well you see, Lena isn't that lena anymore. I hope it'll be that obvious, at least.
 a month ago I decided henceforth I'll be plating her with ten-tonne armor and hiding her away from you poison faced suckers, and I'm getting there.
(this entire will never show herself to ye who she deem unworthy, yeah, as if anyone cares, haha)
Ok time to stop talking to myself.

so, summary of the above;  I have decided to start anew, iron-clad this time, since its 2014 and all, after much much harrowing preparatory work that consumed most part of end quarter 2013.

And pretty importantly,
as you can see, I've unwittingly demonstrated in the past few paragraphs - or posts even, that I have a tendency to lean towards cryptic psychopath and complete bambooza - at times leaving even myself scratching my head in confusion. I really hope to relieve everyone of this.


since i've been using this "laneyminnie"( ?? don't ask me why) since forever, here goes;
www.Laneyminnie.blogspot.sg

No promises, but I hope I'll update more often & seem more normal-uninstitutionalized-individual-like over there( who am I kidding ).  BYE!

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reality
|| 3:15 PM

Ever so often I remind myself through the hard way that I tend to let things get ahead of myself,
I set up the perfect sky-high stage to fall from disappointment.
yup, I put myself down, on my own, no thanks to anyone else, really.
perhaps it was that proximity, or that heart-warming knowing smile, well,
no, its just that i've perhaps found another to met that standard I was hankering for. (Or THINK i have wtf)
well anw from what i can remember typing last night, (i did not go back to read it),
that just goes to show that blogging at the wee hours is 80% irratic nonsense and 20% impulsive thoughts.
and if it makes things any better, today morning's is ten percent less nonsensical.
no, you can't know what anyone else is really thinking, ever. stop thinking, lena.

the question right now should really be, what am i waiting for?

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new year.
|| 1:28 AM

Now, a single wing has emerged, from this cocoon I've so tightly enclosed all the pieces.
It looks so darn beautiful, i hope what's about to emerge shortly will be ten times as brilliant,
then every bit of this tremendous effort undertaken will be well worth it.

Yes, the painting's ready, the last strokes set and the armor will be so perfect.
It's no longer her you know, that's for sure.

I have no choice but to look forward from what I've already done, and embrace this brighter side borne from the dirt and darkness.
Something's shining so bright, maybe from miles away, but I can feel the warmth.

Finally, after so long, something has been given to me that made feel happy being awake.

 from passenger's Let Her Go - "only know you've been high when you're feelin' low." you have no idea how much this means to me.

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