I have decided, to forfeit the stupid OGL camp.
why? actually i dont have a real solid reason.
The reason of the day: camps make me sad.
why do camps make me sad?
1. shitty grouping.
2. tolerating people.
3. groups are always greener on the other side.
4. emo because people change in camp.
5. have to leave certain people.
6. might end up crushing some girl i can never be with.
aiya it goes on, im just lazy.
Life doesnt require great ambitions the whole time... o.O*
Sometimes what is worth saying is better left unsaid, for now.
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Tuesday, December 09, 2008
who?
When people ask me to describe myself,
i'll tell them:
I'm just a piece of trash who has been getting by living from the fat of God's grace.
In my head i think..
One day when i get my act together i'll tell them something else.
Now i think..
I can't tell them something else. Forever, I live my life triumphantly on the fat of God's grace.
i'll tell them:
I'm just a piece of trash who has been getting by living from the fat of God's grace.
In my head i think..
One day when i get my act together i'll tell them something else.
Now i think..
I can't tell them something else. Forever, I live my life triumphantly on the fat of God's grace.
Wednesday, December 03, 2008
nights like this, talking to old friends.
Find out what you're missing in life, find the potentials you're not living alive.
Discover what you've done wrong, pour a bucket of guilt and soak your hair in it.
Soak it deeply, get drunk in your foolishness.
And i wonder how long i've been walking without looking.
How numerous the days i've spent sleeping with the enemy.
Uncover the lies with the truth exposed, my eyes cannot run away by fixated on its prose.
As the honest tongue rolls out judgement on this miserable soul
Its time to admit my mistake, its time to move on.
Thanks may.
Find out what you're missing in life, find the potentials you're not living alive.
Discover what you've done wrong, pour a bucket of guilt and soak your hair in it.
Soak it deeply, get drunk in your foolishness.
And i wonder how long i've been walking without looking.
How numerous the days i've spent sleeping with the enemy.
Uncover the lies with the truth exposed, my eyes cannot run away by fixated on its prose.
As the honest tongue rolls out judgement on this miserable soul
Its time to admit my mistake, its time to move on.
Thanks may.
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