Saturday, March 26, 2011

Feel it.

So much hardships.
Hurtings.
Neglection.
So better to make myself feel all that shits, rather than let others.
bye,

Thursday, March 17, 2011

Why now.


Thinkin' whats happenin'.
You.
Why now?
Or am i too insecure?
Could be me?
Fcukin' shits.
Let it go away.
Faster.
Head home.