it had been a fairly uninteresting year. that's an underrated way of putting it. actually, i had a devastating epoch, the very fundamental of my life was brutally discomposed. fucking bitterness of the whole episode still lingers disconcertingly, i dread to think about the what happened. day after day, i tilt my head backwards, close my eyes in serenity and i wonder, perhaps the consequences are favourable. it never got any better. my faith for my many believes are broken, and naturally, or rather unnaturally, anger next on the line, like a drawn bow, mechanically anticipating a target for the release. this is not healthy.
things will only get worse before it gets better
like every other disaster, calamity untie itself slowly, setting pace for the perfect blow. i pray everything, the fall in the pit reaches the inevitable end so i can move the fuck on already.
8:10 PM
that fucking traitor
liEw, 18 and since 2002, 270lbs, 5ft, brazilian chinese russian icelander hybrid, black eyes, short black hair, racist, antisocial, semi-alcoholic, ignorant, exhales profanity, black-poetry fanatic
