tagged: death
"Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal."
tagged: death
I always felt that when it rained, it was the angels weeping in heaven. Today, they are weeping along side family and friends, students and colleagues, golfing and drinking buddies of the late Mr Anantharajah. It’s never going to be the same at uni again without you, sir. ):
Dear puppy whom I’ve never met,
I’m sorry you had to see the grimmer side of life.
But I hear heaven is really awesome too!
The world’s too harsh a place for puppies like you.
But I wish I had been there earlier to save you.
The girl whom you’ve never met
but whose heart broke for you last night.

A single sentence in a simple text message saying, ‘Ah Ma passed away this morning.’ and within seconds of it, you realised that, that person is no longer with us. Your heart sinks and your mind flashes back to all the memories that you had together.
Ah Ma, you’ll be dearly missed by us all. You were the only person after Ah Kong passed, who every year brought us all together, regardless of where we were in the world. You were the home away from home. Although we weren’t very close, and there was that language barrier as the years wore on, I knew you loved each one of us all the same. You were the only one who ever called me by my chinese name, which now seems rather redundant. I never found a grandmother give such candid boy advice to their grand daughter before. You would tell me to pick the good ones but don’t let them distract you from your studies. You always told me how pretty I was growing up to be, every time I come to visit. And you never fail to add how skinny I was either. I’m glad to have had you as my grandmother because you epitomise that sweet, dotting grandma who loves to spoil you with lots of food and dispense grandmotherly advice. And we’ll always have the memories. ♥
"Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings."
(Source: horreure)

Goodnight, folks.
(Source: youmyprideandme)

once (by Kennedy Garrett)
Life decisions of a bar student. Haha.
"You have to die a few times before you can really live."
(Source: we-are-stardust)