Well. My Sunday suck off. It's not the same as havin Sundae Cone, it is way too sucks thn tht.
A tired body and the frustrated soul, entered a room filled with cooled air.
Tht's nice, especially with an oil free face on, i can straight away skip to my dreamland. No dream, I'm too tired for that.
It's dinner time when i'm awake. The phone got 10 missed call, and 3 new messages. Nice, i replied 2. S off - due to the zero credit and annoying invitation. Bla~ i'm down for my tv.
Even suckier - - - wat sh*t reality programme izit? stupid song sang by lousy band, put on the latest but suckest design, fake and stupid mask covered up their jerk faces. F off!
And what a stupid programme mentioning ghost? oh yeah and what's the point on showing the green hallucination on the screen? anybody get shocked? if yes so wat? u feel happy whn others get shock? jah~ jz sucks. I switched off the tv switch, pulled out the plug.
I'm tired. not EMO. hopeless & helpless. heated up but i stay cool. I jz want to seal myself in a 4-wall-room.
I just never wonder Sunday could be this shit. but i knew that smile might disappear again. IN that row, at the only place i could see it. again. on Sunday.
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