Monday, December 7, 2009

(feeling) not myself
(thinking) of a paradise with pot at the stretch of your finger
(wanting) to sleep and wake up feeling like a million dollar
(wanting) to make my blog better
(wanting) to finish up 3 of murakami's
(wanting) to write better with much improved english
(believes) english are darn right important and you should be breast-fed with that
(believes) when you die, you indeed go to hell
(not wanting to believe) i'm 24, ugly, fat and poor
(confession) been reading 'the wind up bird chronicle' for more than six months
(cursing) the most miserable of pain to befall on that lil fucker - just die
(further clarification) no one to know who the lil fucker is except for me

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