Gloss.

I seriously don't understand why so many cabs are on Lion King's advertisement. It makes driving a little tougher for me, makes me go over the edge.

Packing up my room is my hobby, its a chore for you. Being able to read those notes is not exactly the easiest, but you can't do. Throwing away stuff i never had the heart to, but easy for you. Tracing my hand over those words.. i have to do it soon.

I'm still finding the heart to do so. Because its so funny and unexplainable why my memory is so selective. It overrides like a wave over the unwanted bringing me into places where i've always wanted to be. But the tide comes down and eventually pulling me back in to realize how much mess i'm in. I'm like gulfman.

What is your motivation. Until today, i still feel the guilt of making a mistake. Is it just me or did you succeed?

I want to know where i'll be if i ride on negativity. I can't even imagine. Because i won't be who i used to be, now you get me?

So much for cheers to not being treated like thrash, cheers to yeah you got your revenge but you forgot its to an innocent party, but a highly deserving one.