Saturday, January 8, 2011
I guessed I found where I left behind. I'd like it when it all converted in anger when I listen to Eminem songs. Somewhat, all left in me is anger and I can work at a furious rate, burning alot of my misplaced concentration and energy.
Enough of wall punching purple knuckles. Enough of crazy hardcore smoking although not being addicted.
Some part still gonna stay though. That ezlink card still gotta keep working for me. Those cute lil things on my work partition, and all the small thing I possess for memory sake.
Yea man, FUCK THE WORLD! How successful I managed to get myself hurt emotionally, financially, spiritually?
FUCK THE WORLD!
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