Sunday, January 18, 2009 When you see red all around in that mirrorMassive heat and a throbbing head That's when it works Successfully killed myself today And noone's gonna beat that
Sunday, January 11, 2009 This is the last minute scream before the term starts5A's 5A!!!
Thursday, January 08, 2009 For the masochist who doesnt dare to jump off the parapetWait for the darkness Take that shot The black one It wont make you heat inside Dont swallow No sugar Move it along your tongue Savour that bitterness Coat your gums in bitterness Let it slide right through Now take the double Take that puff Engulf your lungs in fragrance Let it out Feel the comfort all around Feel the damage inside Its not enough Take another Look at the scar Trace it with your knife Taste it Feels like a good drink Tear out the sutures Taste it Soak yourself in sea water Dont scream Embrace the pain Swear about your father Swear about your mother Repeat all - as many as required Now you wish you were dead. Good. Now you take that plunge. It'll all be over.
Tuesday, January 06, 2009 Good thing I'm not a very superstitious person or else my whole of this year might as well be filled with a whole lot of pain and vomitting and appreciation and 5 A's. Recently I've been seeing unfairness more often, and its creeping up behind me. I think I used to be an optimistic person, or maybe I was born one, but then I was forced to live with the most pessimistic arrogant egoistic person in the world. And this person was kinda influential. So I became increasingly pessimistic sadistic masochistic you name it. And I wasn't even just influenced. It was as good as being brainwashed - to think in a certain way, behave a certain way, live in a certain way. Like some massed produced machine from a production line. I don't think I'm being critical now. It's just the awful truth and like I was told, 'it's just how it is'.
Thursday, January 01, 2009 Get out! I call police!![]()
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