Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Getting back to one.





don't they have a good sense of humour and sex drive at such a young age?
i wish to be like them too, carefree.
hahahahahahahahahahahaha- Madness of laughter!

it's never or always too late?



It's always a little too late to say so, when one doesn't know how to love till everything is gone. I learnt my lesson and it's time to show my outcome , cherish, is the word.
I shall never let myself be in any state of regret, and this shall and has to be a promise to myself.


Recently many things are happening around and on me, it just seems like everything is falling apart.
Being pretentious is the only way to hold things and survive and I shall obey as long as things can last.
But how long can it last, I just can't be pretending forever...
I never want to see when things get to be forever never.
sigh! Blind me man.
I think I made craps out of my life and I don't know how to fix them.
Effing hell, I'm tired of myself.


I only know one solution to my problems, it's to drink my stomach out.
I miss drinking.

??am I seriously thinking to much, or that's the way how the world is revolving now, or am I too out-of-date now?
Guess so, I never remember the date I'm living in.

Only I understands what I'm trying to say, readers don't think too much.
The end to emo-ness!! Cheers!

I cut my hair last week.
It's a combination of shortness and long-ness.
It's either you hate it of love it.
(and what crap is that?)
I call it the beng-ness.
Supplied two photos for reference, and figure it yourself!