and im back

after 3 days?

my knees still sore after going up and down the bloody stairs to take ular-lah with the cousins

and fuck that u-slide nearly made me have an heart attack

saturday was spent with naz

sorry i wasnt able to make it to the movie date with you guys

i miss you guys, i really do

work's a bore

as per usual

did i get retrenched?

wont be able to answer that just as yet

but mom did ask me to go back to school

go and study she say

but the thought of having to go through books and getting assignments done is freaking scary

fats,fats,fats

what can you say about yourself fats

you can never say the right things can you?

everything that comes out from your mouth is all bullshit

ever think about that fats?

why cant you just put a thought in it first before blabbering everything out

but isnt it about being open?, about telling and expressing how you feel?

it has always been either

fats it's your tone that's wrong

fats it's the way you say things

fats this, fats that

one word to describe it all

HOPELESS

yeah, you're freaking hopeless fats

aren't you sick and tired fats of having to start all that squabbles?

picking small stupid fights over the littlest things

what the fuck fats

you still havent changed

not one fucking bit

what the hell were you thinking

tip for myself

next time fats, SHUT UP

nothing you say will ever come out right

so keep your goddamn opinions/feelings whatever the fuck crap to yourself

you know what

it's that same similar problem

back then and even now

no, im not dwelling on the past

but it's the same mistake made by me

always me, me, me

aren't you tired fats?

seriously

you are and you know that

so seriously what the fuck is wrong with you?

attitude problem i believe?

what esle?

maybe im just sick in the head

yeah

i agree with that

just fucking sick in the head

and no

i dont go around getting to know other people

and no

i dont have time to be entertaining other people

and no

im definitely not thinking of looking for someone better

and no

telling on about how you feel fats

you should think twice not once, not twice but a gazzilion times

always choose the right words

always choose the right words

always choose the right words

always choose the right words
always choose the right words

always choose the right words

but you never can, can you?

when others are trying to make the situation better

there you are, talking cock, making it even worse

what the fuck is wrong with you

seriously

if there was a book on how to make things right

tell me

making others cry

what the fuck

you should go kill yourself fats

you really should

really

and yes

it's always my fault, never yours

and dont say it's not

because it is and i know it

period

and fats

fuck you