Those who run seem to have all the fun.
Here we go again, another month down. Another month further from everything, another month closer to nothing. But heck what a month, even I'd admit. Stabbed a needle through my tongue, almost starving to death the next few days, got my first real job, one drunk night too many, consequences, ignoring, almost falling asleep in a pub, endless nights at Siglap with eyecandy, "MOTHERFUCK", being attacked by a grasshopper(!), a new blog, shopping sprees and a not-so-chance encounter which pretty much resulted in "DIN, FIX IT!". Waking up at 1 everyday and making the best (and worst) of my holidays doing nothing particularly productive. As I said, meaningless. Right now October's forecast looks just as trivial. Hong Kong for a tad then it's delving right back into the horrors of school. October will end horrendously though, that one I can quite guarantee.
I'm not loving you,
That way I wanted to.
You lose.
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