G for Gagal

Omygod, I don't know what to do with my life.

Stage

What is life to these ants of people when it's just a god damn cycle, a hints of spiritual touch in your life can be a saviour eventhough in the end we'll just rot beneath this earth.

Even how sometimes I'm frustrated by how media manipulates us, and how politicians lives in greed.
Somehow, statuses in this society is an accesory to yourself.You cannot hope for revolutions to happen when you,yourself are sinking.

Arcade Fire

"Children wake up,
hold your mistake up,
before they turn the summer into dust"

Chinese.

There's me sitting in the darkness, swallowed with my own silence as peer pressure hitting me hard like theres a wall in between crushing me down.
There are people who loves the sea, but fear the sands that might enter their shoes.Stumble upon the cruelty of ironicness, that is synonim for me.
I loathe exams, it's not ironic at all if I fail every of my election subjects. And there I go with a set of mind that my brain is not really scientific but the truth avails that I'm really unintelligent. I went all "I'm so tired chasing non-existence intelligent" with a snobbish hipster rhythmic and stumble upon giving up and didnt attend some papers.
And I will curse the adversity that's coming in the way or the consequences.As Newton's Third Law states every action has consequences, I had to face the adversity just hope I'm bulletproof enough.


I wonder if the Chinese in China civilization didnt even create exams and this exams game are just a tool to brag your plastic intelligent. Yes, all you fucking cunt.

O2+H2O

Escape, because I fucking can.
And then you let yourself decompose,rot and decay like a coward you are.
I guess nightmares are starting to get real after all, those methaphoric monsters and tentacles are actually failures I created.
 I am angry at her, the she who lives inside of me