Thursday, May 19, 2005

Junior. Day 1.

Headed down town. Drank all by myself. Nv felt so alone before.

Smoked another pack at Taka stairway. Haha.. Saw a few frens.. So i ran away..

Walked back home from town.

Fucking far.

Do i care?

I dunno. My mind's a total blank.

*To e star person in my tag-board, just to make u happier; my throat's burning from all e alcohol i drank. Haha.. Mayb i wil heed ur advice.

But y not let mi smoke to death? I watse money, i die from lung cancer n throat cancer n many other fuckin illness.

So much more suffering den immediate death. Who's u to talk to mi abt death. Slitting wrists is more for fuckin "gu-niangs" lyk u.

Btw i know who u r. Surprise surprise. Ever heard of IP check?


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