11:15 pm
i dont have no motive. i have nothing. what if i just come so simply, thats all. cant you see, cant you see at all, it was just a token, though now it seems i really wanted a little bit more, no. i give up on my silly idea thinking you were all that nice. blame it on the things around you, those you confide in, i dont care anymore.
we care too much for our selfish desires, sometimes, we dont see the simplest things in life, we just wish to be over the world or the dominating factor, but please, people in this world who are lke that dont make it far. i dont use religion to uphold my status, nor use my talents to put fall to others pride. i dont condemn those whom i hardly know, nor push on for judgements based on others opinions. but cool i say cool, show me your weaknesses day by day, every single action, youre the one at shame. it seems being goodie woodie boy puts a new environment around me, it doesnt really speak much nor be outstanding, but it makes the world a little easier to see. such grusome atrocities i encounter everyday, some too cautious while other too caught up with it. fill yourself with muddleupfuckedup poison, maybe that drip of ecstacsy, but who cares, go on high and drown in your sympathy, i dont care. look around, maybe try it another time, hopefully, if i were to give myself a chance to even try.ahh fuck whatever. dont mess with me. =)
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breaking free to something new. =)
