Pierce.

My Mind Speaks Or is it...

could it be just me all these while?
could it be me being oversensitive person that i am that lead me to this?

or..

is it really that i might just be an accessory sometimes?

i don't know.
i don't care.
those who matters.
stays.
helps.
understands.

those who try to change you for no apparent reasons.
Aquaintance.

yes.
i am oversensitive.
i admit i might be stupid.(and clumsy)
actually quite damn fuck stupid...
fucking took me 2 years to see man.
but..
maybe it's just the way how some friend treats other friends.
and maybe staying with one just changes everything.

i need to focus.
but i can't.
too many's happening outside the shop.
ugh.
i feel like ending.
not kill.
but just END.

yeah yeah.
there are some who would not understand me and comment shits.
go fuck yourself.
i'll bet you do not realise how tiring it is to wear a mask EVERYWHERE
you go.
and with no place to call home...

the only time you do not wear a mask is when you sleep.


maybe instead of dogsoup haven i should be naming it the life of a gypsy or something. tsk.

My Mouth Speak Of Friends.

sometimes after 2 years of friendship..
you begin to realise that the friendship you had with a person you so-claimed a best friend and vice versa is nothing compared to a girl.
and when he calls you his best friend..
he spare thoughts for others and little for you.
hurray for that 1%.
but i am not a beggar for friends.
i'm began to ponder.
i contemplated to budge.
i am convinced to change.
sometimes i think i am just an aquaintance to some but yet i mistook the idea.
he helps me out.
but slave i not be his.
you help your friends cause you're willing.
friends make sacrifices(small or big doesn't matter).
friends are considerate towards friends.
friends are willing to help.
friends go that extra mile..
friends that aren't friends like us..
but i still would thank you for everything.

My Mind Speaks Myself.

hmm..it really took me awhile to register this fact.
Pretty people attracts pretty people.
Freaks attracts freaks.
Ugliness attracts no one.
maybe that's why i am still having none.
hmm..

My Mind Thinks Clumsy..

i think it's just nature for me to be a fucking klutz.
and i cannot afford to do so.
in my job.
i CANNOT be a klutz.
fuck.
i am distracted.
i'm a klutz.
i seriously hate my life but i can't do anything.
i am grateful though.
but then.
i can't stand it.
something's distracting.
but i am not sure what.
maybe it's my life itself?
or maybe i left music unsettled?
we'll know soon enough.
going through a roller coaster isn't the first in my life.
get used to it kid.