Saturday, November 5, 2011
♪ you're not safe
and that's okay
As I played wordlessly for Mr. Docker, I find myself tearing up. The old man was a cranky, bitter bastard but it's the thorn in your side that leaves the biggest hole.
the in between
cleared like 1% of the crap in my room today. i keep EVERYTHING.
- some A4 paper me & jwin scribbled on during study (hahaa, it's so gay. about BSB and gay stuff)
- some rlly vintage cute treasure box dian gave me with a clay heart inside that she made. and wrote all around it like BFFFF (which broke, so it's a broken heart. haha. and the clay is going funny)
- a tamagochi thing (remember those!? virtual pets)
- also, damn a lot of things that are NOT MINE. like all my cousins' stuff. hahahaaa wth.
...etc etc.
everything dates back YEARS ago. how the heck did i even manage to bring all these crap from singapore!? i keep freaking EVERYTHING ppl give me. it could even be a simple notepad a bestfriend gave me years ago... which they'd wouldn't even have remembered owning in the first place. hahar. THROW AWAY, DAMNIT.
yeah, me neither
12:47 AM
