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Wednesday, January 28, 2009

rail a era uoy
ffulb

ouy ebircsed ot woh wonk tnod i

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anyway
i was just thinking of playground
when someone threw sand at my face
she was there.

and she drove the person away from me.

these are the few memories i have of her.

the first memorable slap i received was because of her.
i think i was rude
but i can't recall what exactly happened.

she brings me to the playground at five.
i often played alone.

i remembered playing with other kids at another playground before.
but this particular playground
i didnt have friends.

the noodles she cooks has aroma that made us go like this..
mmmmmmmmmmm....................

i missed the smell of the noodles she cooked.

i once said that i wasn't giving her any money when i grew up.
but i guess
i should really really eat my words
because i felt like giving her money to spend
and i wish she has the ability to spend.

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babablacksheephaveyouanywool
yessiryessirthreebagfull

you are alibaba




Tuesday, January 27, 2009

i just realised something so superficial

this is not abt him.

hahaha.

stop emphasizing.
its irritating.

is your name irritant
or corrosive
or invasive?


corrosing everything
invading everything




Saturday, January 10, 2009

you are a TRASH.
that's what i am.
you don't belong here.
i don't belong here.

NO.


i don't need
i don't like
THAT feeling

simply hahahahahahahahahahahaha.
no.
?
if you understand this post.
YOU MUST BE MAD.

cos im not writing sense.

:D




Thursday, January 1, 2009

GRUESOME

TORNED

TEARED

that's us.

we tored each other to pieces
and mend them back.

irony.

mentally
physically
torture.

RAGH.

that's new year for me.
for us.


slipping away.
from those fingers.
i no longer want them
no longer need them
not those warmth.
spared.

engulfing again.
this time not that bad.
choking in that feeling.
no one would understand.
not even you.

u don't need to.
be forgiving.
u are spared.
doesn't matter anymore.

why do i get uneasy when i heard of the name.
worked up.
intrusion.
can i not meet the person.
or hear the name.
i just don't like.
stop.

THROW MYSELF AWAY.
rolls down the garbage chute.
among the extreme odour, humidity and filthiness.
rats cockroach centipedes ants flies
creepies and crawlies.
let me just rot among them.
and not see light.
let me just decompose.
let the garbage truck just transport me to the incinerator.
crush me totally.
FULL STOP.

that's for imagining im some food waste.
i'm a waste.






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