oh boy, oh boy oh boy!
you make my heart skips a beat.
i like.hahahahahaha!
Wednesday, August 24
Monday, August 22
Saturday, August 20
Friday, August 19
derpderped
a lazy day.this is something that i know everyone have.have some meals my vampire,i got blood all over.period.
everybody is different in their own ways.and i am still trying to figure out what's in their mind.fact of my life, people in public tend to stare at me and i don't even know why. is there's something up my nose? you can see through my clothes? or simply, maybe i'm invisible and they are just looking something behind me?
whatever.
needles and pains somewhere on my head, my back, my brain my tummy, my chest, eventually most parts of my body.would it be nice to have someone to care and comfort.well, probably.
whatever.
being pampered and cuddling all over.take my clothes of and make your day!
you are not there sometimes but i know i'll be finding you around and put a smile on your face.you have this horrific invisible powers that makes me wanting you or me to be wrapping up each other.burrpppp...i need to shit.
everybody is different in their own ways.and i am still trying to figure out what's in their mind.fact of my life, people in public tend to stare at me and i don't even know why. is there's something up my nose? you can see through my clothes? or simply, maybe i'm invisible and they are just looking something behind me?
whatever.
needles and pains somewhere on my head, my back, my brain my tummy, my chest, eventually most parts of my body.would it be nice to have someone to care and comfort.well, probably.
whatever.
being pampered and cuddling all over.take my clothes of and make your day!
you are not there sometimes but i know i'll be finding you around and put a smile on your face.you have this horrific invisible powers that makes me wanting you or me to be wrapping up each other.burrpppp...i need to shit.
stupidity, use you brain.
the smile of my heart is not for you. the smile on my face is for everyone.
sincerely,
grandchild of a grandmother.
sincerely,
grandchild of a grandmother.
Tuesday, August 16
the fan sounded like a cricket but the mosquito that drink your blood.
you may think i am dissappearing.i don't even know if i am or maybe i'm just alone in the cottage.i am not sure.many things have made me confuse and hard to think.i don't know much but if i'm capable enough i'll try to find the answer.
they, acting.world, the biggest stage ever.
everybody got their own dark side.i might seen as something that goes around and changing minds in mil-seconds.i feel the lack of thing called love.i know i have spoken the word few times back then but it turns out, the strings are always cut off.the person who give birth to me is going crazy.sometimes i tried to think is a PMS situation but most of the time i just hear and not understanding anything.
robotic movement that i have left.i see the management is suck.whatever.
now, most of my time filled with words on papers.i started to do something to make me focus on something.the fact of reading, sometimes i only see the alphabate and keep on repeating it for most 3 days.the voice that humming shaking my head really hard.something more wonderful will be of this dark page to some slightly better ones.and it is a hand-writing mode not a typing mode.
diarrhea kills, don't have late peanut-butter-egg-toast.
they, acting.world, the biggest stage ever.
everybody got their own dark side.i might seen as something that goes around and changing minds in mil-seconds.i feel the lack of thing called love.i know i have spoken the word few times back then but it turns out, the strings are always cut off.the person who give birth to me is going crazy.sometimes i tried to think is a PMS situation but most of the time i just hear and not understanding anything.
robotic movement that i have left.i see the management is suck.whatever.
now, most of my time filled with words on papers.i started to do something to make me focus on something.the fact of reading, sometimes i only see the alphabate and keep on repeating it for most 3 days.the voice that humming shaking my head really hard.something more wonderful will be of this dark page to some slightly better ones.and it is a hand-writing mode not a typing mode.
diarrhea kills, don't have late peanut-butter-egg-toast.
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