Sunday, October 01, 2006
thats what i'hv been told.
its early morning. i havent slept. im so fucked up bored. and yes i wanna spill all the vulgars i wanna.
are you gonna stop me?
well things have been fucked up. me and my big mouth.
dta to me i guess.
the power of word from word.
its kinda fucked up again. then again. everything is. its just a matter of organising it.
makes you go to tears.
for all the help i gave.
its better being the person that i was then i am now. well some part of it.
whenever i think back. it makes no sense now.
im gonna take a peep through the window. just to give a think.
disclosed it to 3 and now im wondering.
gallows.
you can just die on your own.
even if i was in a state to help.
and dont call me anymore on the phone.
and i hope your're just that glad.
you're nothing to me but just another regret.
dont fret it. you wont even know who the fuck you are.
penelope.
PROFILE
faliq
.|.the.|.heart.|.broken.|.
.|.age.|.Sweet 16....
.|.d/o/b.|. remember remember.. the 1st of november...
.|.sign.|.scorpio
.|.autobiography.|.
.|.love.|.music, Drums, Snare, movies, nature, Blue, red, purple, white, black, Burple, shoes, friends, art, reading, Percussion, floorball, rock climbing.
.|.hate.|.dumbasses, jackasses, boundaries, being told what to do, people who brag about themselves constantly, mean people, cicadas -shudder-, Critising and those who pick on the weak....
.|.currently.|.
-talking to: nobody
-listening to: And then i turned seven. *
-watching: the world going by me....
-thinking:
abt life.
-wanting: the best
-iming: nobody
-surfing: the usuall.
-obsessing: music, percussion, cameras.
-wants: nothing.
