Sometimes it scares me to know that what you have today, might be gone tomorrow.
Just like money , it decreases faster than anything.
Yet its so hard to increase.

Sigh, I had a very close shave to death last week, it feels that at that moment, my soul has gone to hell.
& If i accelerate at that moment, i'd be dead. 
Whatever that is...the aftermath was worst, making me feel that i should be better off dead.
Who'd fuck really cares anyway?

It's not like i make a big difference in anyone life.
Once people get bored of using me, they'd throw me aside.

does lust keeps the relationship going or ruin the whole damn relationship?


ARGH, I HATE DRAMA.