Monday, December 7, 2009

rot as the stinking tofu

cold and windy and you decide to ride you motorcycle in the weather... what a idiot you must be! Came back home all wet from the waist down... you idiot. Rot yourself as you are fine wine that you think you are... but instead is it was the spoiled milk that you are becoming the from last week.

Is it possible that the place once call home, 3 by 4 meter room, the end for you and no where will there a place for you? is this it? are there more? question question question! That you are not able to answer, even not interested answering. Where did the internal flames that you have once burned in you heart gone to?

Friday, January 16, 2009

not enough

it is never enough

is it really enough to be enough? everything you do that you would think is enough is not enough. I try my best to provide to her what she want and that is not enough. I know that I am not very prefect... but why would you want perfection when you could have flaws? I mean that is what makes you who you are right? the little flaws in life makes you who you are... makes you unique.