i wrote stuff.. deleted... i dunno.. thiss is me... confused... wrong.. i m not confused.. i m screwed up... i m tired.. really.. no bluff... i need a rest.. but it carn seem to happen le.. not until 1 month later.. pressure is building up... flashes of craps flooding in... noises surrounding me... i want to shut them up... close them off.. get away frm me... let me be me... let me go... i need to recharge.. i m exhausted...

irony irony irony... wats this...
young children let me tell u...
tats is life...
hate it? sorry.. no refund...
once u r born... u have to bear wif it...
regret... too late boy... far too late...
for u had already wasted 15 yrs or so...
there is no turn back...
dared u to turn back...
do tat... and u will be alone..
nobody will care abt u...
who give a damn...
the world wun stop for anyone...
no one is impt enuff to impact half the globe wif his/her departure...
BUT.. one is too many...
sighz.. tats life... contradicted wif zillions of ironies...

~~~confused? dun bother.. coz i also dunno wat crap i m writing...
~~~heidi... see any more crap of this... i seriously wun mind u deleting it for me...
~~~wats this... arghz...
~~~forgive me for my crap.. close ur senses... ignore my entry...
~~~thks...