Wednesday, April 09, 2008
Screwed to the core. I realise somethings you look forward to still eventually let you down nonetheless, sooner or later.
Get off the tracks coz the freight train is coming, pressure too.
I stare at the purple colored pretty flower in the orchard, but i shall not pluck it off.
Day 15: Silence is one man's meat, another man's poison.
& more clueless fears.
6:20 AM
