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

“She's like smoke,you think you're seeing her clearly enough,but when you reach for her there's nothing there”

-Ryu Mukarakami

Aku sering lupa tentang kepentingan aku sendiri, mungkin aku tertinggal di bawah sofa aku duduk hari ni, ataupun terperuk rapi di belakang minda aku, dibiar berhabuk dan berkulat. Mungkin aku hanyalah seorang remaja yang dikelilingi oleh dinding konkrit , dan dinding konkrit itu adalah metafora bagi kelalaian dan fantasi aku yang sering berputar dan mencanai secara infiniti.

Aku bukannya tidak mahu tahu tentang kepentingan tetapi aku berada dalam keadaan yang tidak larut. Seperti acuan kimia yang tidak larut dalam acuan sodium atau mana mana properti dalam kotak periodik.

Sangat kabur kan?Aku tak tahu bagaimana nak terangkan dah.

"Listen, hold on , the light is shimmering"

Crumbles, falls. We're in filthy disguises. Open your eyes, flickered your eyebeams, it's not that hard to see. I'm being a salvation to this relationship, what are you?
Solitude, is not bad at all if you look at the bright side, somehow it defines all, speaks all.
People indeed show their true colours in the end, just like camouflage.And I am cactus.
They can just spit their blames towards me. I saw pain in a new way.

Hi. My life is like a movie now, except for the none 2-inch makeup or how good your hair is in every freaking 2 seconds.That my sadness is real and I really felt the ground, that hard concrete ground touching your skin coldly without any mercy. Sometimes, things that I wish didnt happened is smiling in front of you for it's existence waving gladly , and what did you do? you run naked and things got even worser. Or you could just stand there embracing it and be a parasite to your own souls.
Love? I could just spit on that word.Such an offensive feelings conjure illusively and destroys you.
I don't know what is life anymore, I could just be a tree.