One of us has somehow decided not to answer text messages and phone calls probably due to headphone faultiness.
No pin-pointing on one another,but hey!
My Friday was spent wisely,i met Maisyah.i even crashed at Nana's with Kay.
It was brilliant inhaling those cancer sticks in Nana's room and not caring for the world and all that mattered in the room was my racing heartbeat,the not-so-fitting-the-mood music and the mattress i was on with the plush heart pillow.
But this afternoon as i was on my way home,i felt so down and alone.I wished at that moment for a pair of blades or a brand new scooter bike so i can roam about to nowhere to use my time properly.
Instead with a slouchy posture,ripped jeans and a shirt too big with a sling bag over my shoulder,i went home feeling lousy.
Well,my test is coming up real soon and i'm less than prepared.My project is dued in 3 weeks and i am less motivated than i was at the beginning and i don't know what the root to this fucking problem is.
Whatever it is,i hope i cheer up immediately and lets hope for some reason or another,i don't stare at a lamp post past 1 in the morning.
Right FizahKamil?
worry not,i still love you.
So to all homosapiens out there,take care.
Love,Appreciate!
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