close your eyes to see.

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15 May, 2005

Stalks Of Dead Roses

Haiz. Shitz keep on buggin' my ass. Problems dat ain't supposed to be make my head go ding-dong. Man, I thought dat...nevermind. I dunno how to say it. Say wad's on my mind. Couldn't talk to my parents. It'd juz make them more worried. And I dun want one them to. U noe, they've been worried when I was not talking to anyone tha other time. And I dun want dat to happen. Hell, u noe wad happened rite?! If I'm not wrong, it was in tha middle of last year. Stupid old story. Haiz. I dunno how people could live with it. Live in a world full of lies. And tha shitz which happened in it dun come once. They came repeatedly one after another. Yearh, same shitz, many many times. Mirrors, jars, windows and many other breakable stuff they break freely without no one to stop them. But hearts..? Haiz. Shitz better left unsaid. I'll get sued by my relatives. Phuck it!

reminisced;
- 6:35 PM