i dunno why.
ive got lots of things worked out not the way it should be.
i went out with chicks this week but its sure not convincing me that im actually living i a fucking place called REALITY.
temptations has always been a friend but we never get a long well. but right now im starting to think what if i just say hi. still, im fuckin sure that i really cant handle it well. i feel so fuckin awkward with that thing infront of everytime i went out. its like im in front of a fuckin door of hell. grasping and waving for me to come along and lift me up to where i supposed to be.
dear Tiger, i bet we're still not gonna meet personally after all.
maybe next time. try harder. maybe its ur lucky day.

its hard being a fuckin rednecks poseur. i really do.
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