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ya, you wish.
2 days.
bedok
mad jack.
yishun dam
vila
town
mount faber.
99 turns.
e re-birth, with splashes of hurt.
for a direction in which i forbid u-turns.
pls pls tell me i can sleep now.
by count 123.
god damn it, its fucking hard to sleep.
xoxo darls, scratch back pls.
a stranger i met on the train. has.My looking-after-muffin Day
she never left my arms. Ashame/ No need.
im just the kind that
im hurt means im hurt
im in love means im in love.
it's naive thinking you know.
im saying the basic of friend's sharing.
no names, not pointing fingers in general.
things happen things change, a no of us.
believes in updates.
no, i dont mean bitching.
it always happen the other way round not the friends version.
recently i have step into the world of 'huh why i dont know' friends version.
in the different category.
i dont wish to leave someone out in anyway.
or leave one to question.
we just go 'today hor,xxxxxxxxxxxxx'
or 'i really like her eh but how xxxxxx.'
im not saying you need to have an announcement.
those cha-pa-lang no need la.
those who care?
on the other, wont you reaslied that when probs pops out.
everyone will just give the idontknowyoulook?
imagine my wedding no one appears, cause no one knows.
i dont know, maybe for a change i should the own world way.
in a way good, just not my style.
Ever had a wall in between in fear of giving or trying what might be wrong.
Then say, mistakes are common but it makes us who we are.
Then ever wonder if it's too big to handle
Only to hope that hiding is the best way out of being taken for granted.
they keep coming from wall to wall.
and i was just wanting a bite from starving kane.
and the min i grab the first delicious bite.
the fillings of the eclair
'piak'.
kane's shoe.
and so school begins.
if im an artist, i'll describe that word better.
remember when we were kids.
parents use to say ' choose one '
at the department store,
you stood ther looking at all 4/5/6/7 toys.
they have this little hole in the middle that says 'press me'.
and one maybe dance, another sing and so on.
for a sneak preview of what a doll could do.
you press all of them and still dont know which one you like most.
your parents get fed up and you then just okay.
'mummy i want this one'
1/2/3 months down the road,
you got sick of that doll.
back to that department store,
you enter the same situation.
you choose another.
it goes on doesnt it.
maybe it run outta fashion, maybe you just got bored.
that small hole to test the toy,
is just a Sneak preview isnt it.
what else the doll could do, will wait til you unwrap it.
all the sneaks makes you go ga-ga thinking they all are so good.
just in different ways.
but at the end of the day, you always dump them when you're done.
and after so, do you pick the previous to fondle.
cause you already forgot what good it has or what it does.
gofuckyourself.
you know what, im done.
no more playing by the rules, i told myself to.
its not the gain, cause there's none.
just sick of the blabbering of ghostly-chased voices,
giving me heats down my throat.
making me burst into flames.
omg kayne you're so dumb.
as if, its vice versa.
as if, it was understood.
as if, you heard my point
why not keep it shut and stay where it was.
good for you.
all i have to fucking worry about is mr karma.
and for fuck this time i dont fucking bother.
chhheeeeseeeeee.
it seems wrong.
i know its wrong.
there's just something so wrong.
fill me.
too long to be remembered.
it seems like they did call and tell me.
then again did they?
i don't blame you, never did.
just that if i were you, i wouldn't or should i say couldn't
done the same.
still, my bad.
this morning
time alone 
its not call emo, you just take the car and drive to anywhere and everywhere.
and park where you see, 3 taxi uncles taking naps.take a smoke break.
and continue driving.
if you could only see,
your heart belongs to me.
i love you so much.