The Kill
what if i wanted to break
laugh it all off in your face
what would you do?
what if i fell to the floor
couldn't take all this anymore
what would you do?
i tried to be someone else
but nothing seemed to change
i know now, this is who i really am inside
falling from myself
falling for a chance
i know now, this is who i really am
kill
break me down
bury me, bury me
i am finished with you
look in my eyes
you're killing me, killing me
all I wanted was you
Friday, August 04, 2006
-5:47 AM
listening: sound garden - pretty noose
4 days. yes indeed i'm doing a countdown here. oddly enough, i don't feel anything, however, according to some, i'll feel it soon enough. the feeling of 'ord' that is. whatever...
for old times sake, and also because azureus is fucking up on me, i've decided to head back to dc++. let's hope i won't face the same shit i did before. what is it? i don't even know what 'it' is. something fucked up in my dc++ so yeah.. i left it for greener pastures. and now that all the grass has been eaten up, i'll move back. just like a virus.
3 days to go and i still don't feel like doing anything. this is not good. no wait. it's not 3. it's 2 days. fuck. chao chee byeeeeeee... fuck fuck fuck. lucky for me, i've got the templates down. all i need to do is sweeten it. hopefully i can actually coax myself to get to work. pleeeeeeeze?
i need more caffeine. btw, ucc coffee blend no. 666 is very good. no pun intended on the number. really. it's really good for homemade coffee.
with the way i'm smoking, i'm surprised my walls aren't turning yellow yet. it's white btw. so yeah.. it should turn yellow soon. but no, it isn't. that kinda proves that nippon paint is good shit and worth your money. and speaking of money, i've come to terms with the fact that the rich become richer and poor just get poorer. and the middle class, well just stay middle class. here's the question: how does the middle class invade the upper class? i'm just talking shit. forgive me.
i need to kill someone. and fast.
