calm my nerves

kanchiong spider.
NOT.
say no a million times. yeah, i'm trying to keep my cool and stay, oh wells, assured.

chill chill chill!

d.e.a.d on the inside.

life's been busy
extremely.
repelling.
sick.
i just wanna scream STOP
and i hope this thing really do STOP.
cos' its killing me in every single little way.

butter's up sooon. YAYS.



we all need to prioritise. whats impt and what isn't. bottomline is, i see the increasing importance and necessity to weigh our options, what we should plunge in and what we shouldn't.
increasingly sure and certain.
maybe and yet, maybe not.

It's getting to get so tough that it's killing me.

SCREAMS A MILLION.

when people care and when people don't

love story meets viva la vida.
NICEEEEEEEEEEEEEE :D

blogger is always down when i have some trash to share
conversely, always up when i don't.
life is just weird in a way i conclude. or maybe it's just me who is, well, weird?
on a bad side note,
everything is starting to pile up.
and very soon, it's gonna squash me to bits and i'd prolly die like a pathetic ant.

maybe
maybe not.
let's see how i survived this shit.
cheerios.
let's be optimistic.

*cross fingers a million times*

hello. it's 5sept.

that fast. please scream. i'm screaming as well constantly in me. this suck, a lot.
work is coming. i'm feeling the strain, the stress and the pressure.
hello dear ns friends, i would be very happy to trade places.

this is cranky. i'm on the verge of exploding. prolly with all grey matter running out of my ears. that sounds perverse. i must be retarded, nuts, looney, going bonkers.

shalln't care shalln't care. so much WRONG stuff makes me become like that.
screammmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmms

long gone. and never ever be able to look back.
thats how realistic life is.
mistakes, regrets. biting you, gnawing your bones out.
even if eventually, these bitings do stop, the mark remains, the vivid memories of pain remain.
you would never get it away.
haunting you, terrorizing you.
thats what sickens me.

time. that strong invisible gust of power
maybe we'll learn in time to come.
maybe we'll look back,
maybes and maybes