its either intentionally or you're just carrying a grudge.

i have not much idea what i can really spit out from my mouth now,
i have not much thoughts and actions that'll be clever enough to make you happy.
i have not much wisdom to do whats right.
i have a blackhole drawing me in.

its time to realise,
nothing is actually good for you.

ive gotten people into deep shit and i feel fucked.

eunos, miko,
marine terrace, shoes,
bus, maria, tabbi,
pictures, arcade,
babes, arcade,
them, some pretty.
reminiscing.

macs, talks,
messages, lollipop,
arcade, that one inch,
that distant, so near yet so far.

i know its never gonna work.
EVER AGAIN.

blah and bedok
drinks and dumbshits,
screwed j up.

why cant i pour my regrets into a papercup and dispose it.
aching and it sucks.

why, just answer this,
ill be satisfied.

things are bad, even though it sounds good,
things are good, even though it sounds bad.
so which one actually made sense?

muse is goodshit.

IM SORRY, im a fucking dumb bitch.
its not use being jealous or envy.
i know IT has to end,
ive stopped and its hard to get IT back.
just lock a gun into my mouth.

the end.
its really bad.