Lick ma batteries.

Im going to try and get a goatee and have a toned body. Gimme just 3months, we'll see how this goes.

Yea I gotta pay for everything in my life, not that I mind but I know I needa control my expenditure. But I've never asked anything too much, at least I don't ask for a laptop, a desktop, a camera, an iphone, money to buy clothes etc. But you expecting me rolling in big bucks is probably a little too much.

Actually you know what, I'm through this.

Shit happens and if u've never been through the situation, dont go tell someone frail to " think of those people starving in africa" "those who cant have three meals a day" "those who are disabled" because u've never beed through their situation neither had I, so i cant understand and connect to them, neither can you. Be honest, if u havent been through that, shut the fuck up if u cant say anything else. I admit i havent been through the shittiest life, but i wouldnt say that it isnt shitty.

In other words, theres alot of self-hating going about, but its not something i can even control. Be it past present or future, things are the way it is, a fucking downward spiral. Is that good nuff for u?

If you see him,

Tell him there is a tambourine in my heart, and yes he still shakes me. Last night I felt the trembles beneath my skin that screams a silent fear and whisper a deafening love. Love, a trap door of light even when it's gone it's somewhere. If you see him, tell him there are snowflakes in my tongue I want to melt in his inner thigh, there are rib bones I want to tickle like a piano, so that musical score starts forming in his lungs and make him sing a song of love.

If you see him, tell him we make everything so complicated, sometimes the message in the bottle is don't drink so much. There's too much detergent for a frail heart. Rain will wash away his tears, but it brings him the greatest fears. Tears never show in the pouring rain, but there are deserts out there that dries his tears so quick and pulls him into a burning passion of love, sometimes so overbearing, he can't escape from the fire.

If you see him, tell him that the moon is his fault, moons that I called "Oh fuck" and "Oh shit". I want to tear off my skin and make him wear it, so that I can feel him from the front and the back of my body at the same time. There are times when I look at you and I can't even think straight, and I don't even mean it in the gay way.

If you see him, tell him I said Hi.

Somethings are just uncalled for.

I'm probably gonna steal a DSLR soon. Wait for it. Haha!

Take me by the tongue and I'll show you.

I had quite a number of good talks lately. I can just sum up all these conversations with "People who gives less always have the last say in a relationship and people who constantly gives are always on the disadvantage".


Oh, and I got intoxicated again. Not that I was drunk but I tend to blabber a lot of bullshit.