some people never say what they mean. some never mean what they say. and its making me fucking frustrated. and no i dont give a damn if you know its you.

im guilty for poking around. jealous with what i found. funny. i seldom get jealous. maybe its a date-syndrome.

dating is expensive. and debts are hectic. and my friends like to pangshe me lately. and random people keep asking why i so emo. f off and go peel a banana or some sort.

i found a friggin lizard in my soup bowl.

i ain't gangsta yo.