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not even one

(Friday, August 12, 2005)
everyone, and every lover whos lovers gone,
it's a soothing delight
, and it's smoothing my life...

due to some loatheful vermin of such annoyance that makes it completely impossible to reconcile in peaceful sleep, i'm painfully awake at the hours where owls come out for their rat buffet if they still perform such violent routine, if ever.

cooperating me with grotesque emotion like rage, anger and agony is downright wrong. i'm merely pissed. however, if i have the grandeur of a some firearms, i strongly vouch that it would be an adversity to not blow off my room completely, save the computer and the liquors which i hold so dearly. but i didnt. so braving through the immense displeasure wasn't a choice, it was a must, unless of course, i could travel a mere few steps to get the insect repellent, which i doubtfully refuse. it isn't entirely their fault.

more appropriately, it wasn't just that.

the parallel stunt which has been messing with my head, or should i say sleep, is that an attraction has formed in my veins. a love. a chemistry. a bond so strong, no glue in the world would ever match up to, no force in modern world could break it apart. subconsciously knowing the time, i'll wake up at the most obscene hours to get a dosage, a few glimpse would do just fine.

ladies and gentlemen, i am officially hooked to a book like no other. hustler is not a book, mind you, it's a porn magazine. the brits has got medieval sense of humour, a default talent the rest of the world lacks. unfortunate circumstances such as the language interpretation, time and others disallow me to continue our romance at full-scale so i could get on with my so-called-interesting-life as soon as possible.

as of now, i'll sleep at 8.30 so that i have all the privacy and peace to finish through at 3 in the morning to 7. accuse me of being an anti-social if you don't know already.

the end.


7:16 AM


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