A : Do you dream of me ?Some said love was great, awe with it. Sometimes i just think people who love you just love to cover you with heavy layers of lies. So despicable
B : No, i don't.
A : Why not ?
B : Because i don't want you to be just a dream.
B : Sometimes i don't wanna fall asleep knowing that reality is better than my dreams.
B : & That's because you're my reality.
Still so sick, feel like death was just minutes away.
Although i have a confession to make, I overdose myself with alcohol these days to ease the pain. Not just at home, when i hit the clubs or out with moi mates. Sigh , easing the pain isn't cheap. Curing worst.
My mom was asking if i was turning to an alcoholic so i told her i planning to be. ( PURE JOKE )
So yeh, satisfy my mom by hitting the clubs with my mates yesterday. Can't believe i let myself get out of hand. I can't remember much other than the fact everyone was so tipsy and we were all dancing/jumping around. & Can't believe i saw Wilson there.
& I noticed him because his friend push some guy in the crowd, and suddenly everyone was pushing and fighting. HHAHAHA. I'm like , hell shit i know the bunch whose picking a fight.
I've so much to rage on. So little time to rage it out. Time is money. Youth is precious. Mom say living live to party is a good thing, at least you get to enjoy your youth. Sigh , maybe one day i'd find a person i could tame down for. Perhaps i found it or , never.
Need to get to a little work now. Been sucha bum today. Gotta go, xoxo
