No one dies a virgin.. cos' life screws us all
a sensation of just being pampered, wasting and using any cents found.
walking over to the next block to purchase food every damn night.
the feeling is kinda kinky, sick and wonderful.
having ability and financially to walk whole day at the lala places,
not found being sick but has grown to be getting more and more dependent.
keeping in touch with him,
gossiping and chatting bush.
being a passive smoker.
going toilet every darn minutes.
sweating while hanging around.
eating and drinking.
lala-ing.
smiling. laughing.
accepting some unnecessary attitudes.
wondering.. and wondering.
when will the time arrive?
a period to waste?
waiting to be enrolled and all.
the best is yet to come.
may i be happy, for the moment.
ranted at 1:32 AM
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