i realised that i cared too much last time. not anymore cause i feel that i come first before anybody because afterall i learnt to love myself.. call me ego, whatever.. i love it! i like it when i do have to be bothered by anyone in my life.. i grin to myself when i hear love songs nowadays.. they used to have so much meaning to them.. and suddenly they don't anymore, even songs like sex bomb makes more sense to me now.. love is a stupid game, quit it! cheers!
where are the bullets?
THINGS WORTH KILLING FOR.
cardigan
new shirts
faded jeans
tie
light yellow polo tee
white berms
nice belt
nice tall mohawk
cymbal set
glam, gay haircut
blonde
my wife :]
