Wednesday, October 04, 2006
how is it? love this tat? well.. i love it.. my dream tat..wondering why must the angel be carryin the devil with such passion?
cause that's what angels are there for..
to make sure life's on it's freaking course.. and yupp it ain't s'pposed to be fun..
stop blaming life, it's this way..
if you are, you can't do nothing about it..
blaming love like others?
just cause you fell outta love, or your feelings aren't reciprocated,
you say life sucks..
have you been through what i've known is real hell?
you say your life's shit.. what about mine?
can you read others minds?
do you know how it feels like?
sometimes, the toughts can just be entertaining themselves..
and you think of it is real.. then you avoid them..
yet sometimes, they're real.. and you are unprepared...
then what next?
the feeling of knowing, yet not knowing is the worst..
don't be all fucked up about shitty life and crap..
if you wanna blame someone foryourself not being able to live properly..
blame your mom or dad.. they brought you here..
don't go blame something that you can never do anything to..
got me? i don't think you did..
you'd just be all pissed about my blog too..
sometimes, there's no pleasing people is there?
ranting on about how life sucks.. doesn't all these actually make living fun?
imagine a simple and plain world,
without complications.. would we want to love?
why would we bother about others when we know,
everyone can support themselves?..
actually if you really wanna blame someone,
blame yourself for being so weak..
if a person can make you cry, that person ain't worth it..
but if that person is, that person will never make you cry..
and guys who think about scolding their ex.. forget it..
balless assholes.. one pussy only..
not like the whole world's gnna fall and you ain't gonna see another pussy..
if you got balls to pick it up,
please la.. have the same amount of balls to let it go..
thickening the mask and nourishing the devil@ {7:05 AM}
how is it? love this tat? well.. i love it.. my dream tat..