[Backtrack with me, sing it on rewind] HAHAHAHA @ NORA for raiding friendster in class to track our profiles.
Following this, pay attention: THE DICE TIE I BOUGHT FUCKFACE SAW THE LIGHT OF DAY(or night)! I mean srsly I didn't think he'd have ballz to wear that out cos the print was weird & stuff. I'm so proud of him man. HT, your little boy's growing up so quick!
Yet another retarded gayfuck day out with Clost & Skinneh - Cloneh? HAHA KONEK. Wth, we're pepeks. Okay I'm sticking to individual names. I swear we're whack due to gas, nicotine, heartaches & noisy grrls contained within four walls. It sucks yet it's so much fun to actually just lose it. In the back of the bus, on the benches of PRB, whereever there was no sane kids who were bothered to realize what we were doing. All they could hear was cackles and hoots of laughters. & muker slenge nak mampos. hahhahaha. I died. We died. HEE HEEs. Yeah, we were that mad. No prizes to guessing who's the root of this. Clost is a whore where VGA is concerned & Skinneh's ABG NAD. HAHAHAHA. We're the female version of Bujang Lapok. & only Clost wears a songkok& I can't ride the bicycle.
On the serious note, it feels relieving yet saddening and yet scary that we're singing to the same scratched songs playing on a broken record. Just when you feel utterly ousted because everyone else is happy inside, there're a couple feeling like you do, like I do, that makes the situation seems a little less heart-wrenching & breathing is a little easier. I dare say we almost lost the light of hope. Desperately close to a coffin of hope. Ever so perfectly happening on a Sunday with accumulated feelings and concoctions of the week. It didn't feel that bad because I didn't really pay attention to it. So when I do, reality sinks in & I know it sucks real bad. So is this it? Is this how the truly femme ones work? Such killers, they are. Still they get away with manslaughter. Meaning to say: attacking us, our hearts, for their own protection.
Thank you Adl for trying hard to wash it away but it doesn't help. I can sense you're hurting at the other end. No, I know so from the way your voice does the familiar cracking.
