Evening went
And morning came
But the boy refused to sleep
In an empty room with the lights on
With a cigarette
And his sad song
Every waking minute
Hangs around his neck
Like a slow execution
His blood shot eyes
And blistered fingers
He yearns for her touch
Not knowing what anything feels like anymore
Broken shattered and teethered to bone
Boy's alone

Currently listening to Jay's Yi Lu Xiang Bei from the Initial D movie.
Feeling a little this and that. I'm not sure what.
I have a sinking feeling in me.
And I feel absolutely depressed.
I shouldn't be right? I mean I just got two distinctions for my exam.
I feel like the song.

I hate myself.

There have been many break-ups recently.
Maybe it's the weather; the sun and then the unexpected rain.
The humidity.
Or maybe it's because it's July.
You know what they say about July
(actually -I- don't, and who the fuck are they?)

Finally got my handphone line back.
So if anyone wants to hollar me up, please do so at
+6598380072.

No queer fucks please.

"And I still miss her even though..
The freshness that lingers on my lips after..
Softness of her touch everytime she...
Her scent which emits from her body after every..
The eyes that would sent the world into a frenzy with just a...
It's just you my...
There would be no vivification without you".