THUMB - FACE

sometimes i feel like being chunked into a washing machine of emotions.

1. who the heck would care. from tomb to womb, you came alone and you're going to die alone.
2. vulnerability; these people would turn their back from you.

i feel so lame, even typing these...i dont want to elaborate. BLARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. no wonder mental hospitals/asylum exists. i used to think that why would anyone in the world would turn crazy.

he diluted my sky from black to silver.

i poke my finger with my favorite mechanical pencil, till a drop of blood ooze out.

i took that drop of blood and drown a wandering ant. 

later, he called and told me he knew about the murder.

and i said, it was only an ant..and it probably had a fantastic last meal.

after that, he hung up and i knew we are no longer as one.

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how do u feel about the ...erm story from above? well, anyway,

i'm going to draw more now since i have more time. anyone wanna hang out? Im flying off to london soon...

xxoo

have you?

hey, how are you? Are you still coming back once in a while to check if i am okay? Thank you, if you've been doing that....

I am doing okay. Tomorrow would be the day I finally take my grade 8 exam for piano. It might not be a big deal because I know many people went through it, way before me - at a younger age. less experience, blabla, but really, it's really really this turning point at this moment!

Once it's over, I would have so much freedom...thinking about it makes me want to cry. :( But crying because i'm going to be happy. come back soon, please ask how am i doing. i would tell you i would be okay. meanwhile, I've stumbled across a fully ripped vinyl from one of my favorite artiste.

please enjoy the full album as you continue to surf the internet.