My friend asked me, aren't I bored leading the life which seems so dead and radical. Why am I not bored? Why I meeting my friends eveyday without fail just to sit and talk and when 9pm hits I'll just get my stuffs and get my stoning ass home? Why all I know to do is this after hard life of 17 years? I HAVE NO FCUKING CHOICE.
Because I've been myself for too long to count. Me and my buddies ; and there comes that pathetic full stop. From that moment, I've been walking myself. I don't want to be whiling my everyday time away in this manner. I don't want events to be left unplanned, not knowing what to do, where to go, look at X'mas. What did I do ?
I hope for a hand to interlock and walk the busy streets of Orchard, I wish for a companion to talk in front of me at a table in a restaurant; commenting on the food and service. I wish I'll be so occupied with a Her that I'll be at her beck and call. I wish someone will just ring mi up late in the night and say "Honey, I'm hungry.. Can you buy food for me? " I wish there's just someone to be angry at me and someone to pacify. I wish for a someone who is able to make me so busy that, I crave for the time with my buddies even more that my time is actually not being wasted. I wish I can just tell you guys, " It's good being single", but sorry I can't. I've been alone for a long time. I can't stand for too long, I'm about to fall into lonesome tears.
So thankful you're actually there.
Since you left me dead laid here ;
[9:00 PM]
Hawwy
I speak in deep ungracefulness and I'm not those geeky , cute , bea(it)chy boys you go after. I'm a dangerous game to play, and you won't have enough tears to pay.
Give me that
Burberry boxers
N95
Laptop bag
Wireless Mouse ( Bluetooth )
160 Gb portable HDD
MORE RAM
Windows Vista Home Ed
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