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Tuesday, January 4, 2011

monkey with egg brain drama

dear so-called human being,
with rotten egg as your malfunctioning brain.

i don't mind whatever you do to me,
how hard you try to cloud others about true you,
in fact, i don't give a damn.
because i know i'm already old enough to act as a high school bitch.

you want to tell lies about me to the others?
fine,
it just make you look more desperately begging for attention,
make you smell like a pathetic wuss.

if other seems to be okay with me, but you're not,
its mean, you the one who are problematic.
egg brain.

and fyi,
its wasn't me, wasn't me,
who dragging others away from you.
its yourself. bitchy attitude yet accusing me the one who's brat?
think again.rotten egg brain.

so, quit acting cute, nice and fluffy.
your stink bomb just exploded,
your lies just exposed.

egg brain dog.

Thursday, October 28, 2010

i am...

...surrounded by fucking parasite in 2 km radius.

please kill them all.

Thursday, October 21, 2010

yes you bitch


sissy people with wicked mouth

talking about somebody in their back

while in front of them you show your angel face

sissy people never grown up

never confront their fault

sissy people do complaining too much

about this and that

that and this








oh dear sissy people,


you should grow some pussy,


then i wouldnt mind if you nagging too much.






girls cant be sissy, obviously these statement are for guys. yes you.

Monday, October 18, 2010

oxygen gets you high

maybe we are the space monkey exploring the stars

maybe we are stupid only with better manners

maybe we are playing too hard in life

maybe we are truly lack of oxygen

maybe we are so high with the world itself

maybe we are suffocated with plastic

maybe we are the slaves of the earth

maybe we are champ in our own dream

maybe we are lingering in a lie

maybe we are thirst with touch

maybe we are born with curses

maybe we are defied our own existence

maybe we are never worth what we made of

maybe, maybe, maybe,

maybe we are meant to suffer like this.