
twenty-three.
wreckless.

title: common people. i dont know why,
but i was expecting so much from this fasting month. but i'm getting nothing at all. i'm losing the bond i had with many people. josie, fiona, ginette. now rachel, cindy even. di & rayza too. no rayza; i just miss him. third year next month, love. we'll celebrate it with gin in teacups, and 10 cups on wine. red and white. with BEAT!'s 1 year and a half anniversary! yay. party party. i feel so happy. that i can start eating what i want again now. i sound so in denial but hey. i can barely give two fucks about it. for the weeks until raya, i want to eat donuts donuts donuts. with the tencents i have. ;) i just shot you in your veins with my pins and needles. rayza, i want wine in a wine glass, and you in my eyes. xxx |