
twenty-three.
wreckless.

title: shut eye and open again it's another friday. i told you, we're all moving in time a bit quicker. you just cant see it, dont feel it because you're too busy.. not bothering about it. same here. just that i take time to try and understand why. there's once in a day, when i felt like.. time passed by real slowly.. like in matter of months kinda feeling. tt was the worse hangover. because, i'll try to fall asleep but i cant but i had to because the head was spinning so horribly oh blimey. tt was the only time seconds felt like months. horrible.
dave o'reily, thank you for the round of drinks. i got home an hour ago. from Radio GaGaGa. might be my last time going to any. i might go the next time. ALONE. no more with friends. i'm letting things loose now. i get so uptight about .. juggling time with friends. but i guess, the way i'm seeing it, if iam only gonna be the worried one all the time i might as well have better things to worry about or maybe not worry about any god damn fucken thing. i've got to get my shit together now. i'm gonna have to wake in 4 hrs. i do procrastinate quite a great deal sometimes. 4 hrs isnt really enough. not the sleep. i could sleep for an hour, but i need 2 more hours. to toss and turn, and bathe and get set to leave but that gona take another ugly 2hrs. today shaa, would be dress down day alright, darling? the weather is gonna be mean today. it will lie about raining now and burn your skin out later round the evening. love it, you gotta. friday & saturday would pass by so quickly, i'll enjoy the time as it passes by - stoning. really.. just go away all this festive things. hey baby, you know i hate geylang, so make your shopping a short one. we'll have dinner and then robertson quay. call me. i love you. xxx |