whether they were gifts or curses?
or sometimes i wonder, who in the previous generation,
will curse my stoopid love life,
cus most of the times, i'd got stabbed in the back.
sometimes i wonder too, whether i was the passing object, or isit the other girl.
oh my. my book is so fucking interesting.
my first chapter- 2 of my girlfriends got hooked. my second- three.
oh i can't say anything. he was a hell of a bastard. such a mofo.
can just, jump down? hah!
my third chapter, 2 of them gt hooked.
so i stepped back and think. why in this topsy-turvy world,
would guys be the dumbest creatures to dare to step forward to hook up someone so risky.
we girls shared the same set of guys huh.
i thought it was immatured and dumb.
i thought it was over and done with.
well,now i've learned to infer. to predict. to suspect.
i'm trying my very best to be subtle with my words.
so, they were curses afterall.
for now, i'm just too tired to think about it.
too tired to fight those ryhmes.
oh well, people makes stoopid mistakes everyday.
as for me, i made significant mistakes.
well done.
so are you listening?!