Monday, October 6, 2008

Spinning: What Them Girls Like - Ludacris
Time: 10.09pm
Mood: moody

if getting drunk a night could get me drunk forever.
wish i'll be intoxicated for life.

i wanna get drunk again.
i don't mind puking the night away as long as i get my deliverance.
who cares about my damn stomach.
who cares if i'm gonna land myself in hospital.
WHO THE FUCK GIVES A DAMN!

since it's has been hurting since Saturday after puking 5-6 times.
it doesn't make any differences now.
just fuck off.

don't tell me you feel me.
no, you don't cause you ain't me.
don't say i'm here for you.
because even if you're, you never gonna be any help in any ways.
so save it, buddy.
don't ask if i'm alright.
don't fucking ask the obvious, cause i'm fucking not alright.
should you ask what you can do to help.
please, just get off my back and give me some peace.
i had quite enough of all the dramas you fucker in my life bring.


stop pushing my limits, i don't know how far i can go.
i need my route to escape.

i'm not at all motivated to go on.
you hear me well?

let me die, just let me.

loved on 10:17 PM