i can't be bothered too much on all those pricks who still act like a douche bag.
well, okay, besides that : I NEED A PUNCHING BAG !

whats up lately?
i've been mugging past two days, i've got the whole damn week to do so..
i'm typing this post with a very very heavy eyelid. forgive me if things turns out blurry or if i tend to talk without fullstops & things goes pretty much HAYWIRED. :/

so yeah today, i borrowed this Protege guitar from a friend, it looks,sounds & feels pretty awesome. maybe a change of strings would make it better. ( i'm back to playing, now i could try to let my ideas flow once more.)


i realised ;
sometimes : the things that i choose to do or stuffs like that, it'll somehow come back to you.
on occasions : i tend to be deluding myself by being nice to mofos who deserve a punch right in their faces..
all the time : i've been missing you. sleeping gets hard to do too with these limited time..



i'm sorry for those things i once had said.
& i'm sorry when i once pushed your hands away.. :/

i <3 you .so much .