Sunday, August 27, 2006
tell the story like it has never been told.
from the heart and soul.
leave nothing to fate.
excuse nothing but trepidation.
never leave out the littlest details of the past.
or the story would have lost its purpose in everything ;
it might somehow stand for.
be it now.
or in the future.=
i am missing someone really badly now. its reliance that kills. i miss her alot. and i don't know why i do. maybe its just my very
uncontrollable hormones that are in the way , as usual. what more can i state about this matter. cause i hate it when
i feel powerless or when i don't know thy enemy. for this case , her.
yesterday night was
such a swirl. i can't remember alot of things. maybe its just me. as usual. left at around ...
early in the morning. headed down to zouk's wine bar. with
joan anne and her little crew of 4. they are definately ridiculous. i swear. funny as everything was.
it was really good. i got stuffed with alcohol and then for supper. had matabak.
woke up at like ... 1500hrs. i swear.
its freaky. headed down to my gram's not long after. i was tired. and yet i was bored.
i hate that feeling. had dinner. walked around tiong. and now i am home. its boring.
its boring.
i hate every little bit of my sunday.and i miss her.so tell me.
kaaye\.- fuck the world.
would you stop and see.
memories locked at Sunday, August 27, 2006