I want to buy new clothes.
& I want to buy new storybooks.
It's been so long since i've read a good one,
other than To kill a mockingbird.
Used to buy a book twice or thrice every month.
Aww, the good stress-less times.
That was when i was secondary one i think.
Aww dang.

Emotoni(my new word)
& i'm in the feeling of literature.
Let me try(:

I let out my heart.
To a trusted friend.
Cos i could stand it no longer.
It's a secret that must be kept, for how long?
A question remains unanswered.

I can't say it to nobody else.
And i feel insane even typing things out this moment.
But it's hard to see,look and think.

No, to be alone now, doing nothing.
Without a cute woman by my side hugging me & whispering sweet nothings in my ears.
Without a happy bitch who pinches me & tries to pluck precious hair from my legs.
It's hard to be up there,
thinking about how it used to be.

The eyes that you looked upon me with,
the touch of your slenderness,
the feel of your tender.

It has almost disappeared,
before you place it right through my heart again.
What do you want me to do now,my dear?
Another question unheard.

An elaborate touch in there.
Sophisticated and delicate,
smooth and detailed,
scenes and pictures emerged.
Clear as projected,
my mind jerked.

I don't want heart-piercings nomore.
I need my angels.




AWWWWW.
I sound so emo.
Mixed with true people and random words.
It makes no sense,
but i like throwing randomolities out.
OOOOOOH. RANDOMOLITIES.
I'm an official randomoelite.
:D

Ah,don't like emo words.
Make me feel emo now.
Good night.

Beautiful.