Why did you have to say all those things? Why did you looked at me that way? Why are you sending these type of messages? Why are you trying? Why aren't I told? What happened? What happened to friends? Where did the trust go? why aren't you here? Why are you telling me lies? What exactly are you trying to say? Can't you just tell me the truth? What happened to tell me everything and then I'll tell you everything? When did all of these go out of the window?
So been chilling at causeway these past few days. Didn't expect to see Zachary the other day. I wanted to spout one whole essay about practically everything to him. But all that managed to slip out from my lips was just a mere "hello". The rest of the deliberated practiced speech stored in my brain that is used as an emergency first aid box to ease the awkward phase when introduction starts was kept in the trash for 'safe-keeping'.
Oh one major news flash, Perry has taken a very reliable test on facebook. And I think he would appreciate it if I brodcasted this over the web. hah, Oh who gives a damn. According to the results, he's, unfortunately/fortunately, going to pass on on February 27 of 2079 at 3:38 pm and his cause of death would be autoerotic asphyxiation while masturbating. His age would be 85. There can be a lesson derived from this information, anyone aged 85 and beyond, please refrain from any form of masturbation. Feeling good wouldn't do you any good. Stat.
I've been feeling rather alienated in some odd way. I just feel out-casted from the truth. I need a cxgxrxttx break.