It’s like a book elegantly bound,but in a language that you can’t read just yet

You know your life sucks when the companies you’ve been having for the past few weeks involve guys. Heavily.
Yes, GUYS, as in homosapien with a hose as their pissing gear.

Wondering why so many questions have no answers
I keep on searching for the reason why we went wrong

Here we are about to take the final step now
I just can’t fool myself, I know there’s no turing back

- just take my heart, Mr Big

And I find it kinda funny
I find it kinda sad
The dreams in which I’m dying
Are the best I’ve ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It’s a very, very mad world mad world
-tears for fear

Flabbergasted, exasperated and nauseated. These are probably understated vocabulary of what im feeling right now.

The world is just awesome – that’s the slogan discovery channel have been driving at recently. But does all this awesomeness happens only in the television? For all the efforts in knocking this lingo into our brain, there’s always another bunch of jackasses out there, be it consciously or sub-consciously, ready to turn the tables and choke your guts.

I was walking upon this fine line, this line that divides justice from friendship, without much of a choice. I need to do something, nothing sort of a heroic act, nothing like a life saving action immediately. Now, would you be righteous and breach someone’s trust or would you keep mute and turn a blind eye to all the wrongdoings? Something’s got to give and i reached for my conscious, because it’s fucking calling. I might be wrong, i might be right, but i sure that im not too comfortable with the whole situation now.

You know what? Friendship aside, im pretty much embarrassed to be of the same gender as you. You made me sick in the gut, sick in the throat because you are sick in the brain. People like you give men and love a bad name. For all the shenanigans we used to have, im just an accomplice after all while you go around spinning your web of lies, fabricating stories after stories and getting away with it. You got the labels all wrong i should say, maybe you can consider changing our ‘friend’ tag to ‘tools’ or ’scapegoats’. It amazes me how you bring cruelty to a whole new level and callous as you may be, you never blink an eye. Throw in the anesthesia and the tears, it’s a brand new soap opera!

Had enough, seriously.

Show me people, that humanity do exist after all while im busy clearing my throat, cleaning my eyes and shampoo-ing my brain. They are heavily tainted.

Now, where are the cool kidz?

You said move on where do I go?
You said there’s tons of fish in the water so the waters I will test.

I guess that two can play the game of part-time lovers

The higher you get, the harder you fall. Makes perfect sense to me.
I’ve learnt to dampen all my expectations and accept that whatever efforts are futile and bears no fruits of labour, the hard way.
Try so hard for what? It just frazzle my nerves.

Everyone has a value and its just a matter of how useful you are to be used.

Im so much used to the simple life right now.
It’s surprising how a birthday card written from the heart, truthfulness and a hug plus a day spent with my love ones can brightened me up this much.
They say it’s the thoughts that count and i cant agree more.
Thankyou, for those who even care.
And thankyou even more for showing me that there’s still light at the end of every tunnel.

Give me something genuine beneath these facade of deception.
Bring down the walls, bring down the world, i dont give a flying fuck.

And if it’s going to be a rainy day
There’s nothing we can do to make it change
We can pray for sunny weather
But that won’t stop the rain
You’re feeling like you’ve got no place to run
I can be your shelter till it’s done

What is better?
Love or be loved?

Love is supposed to be pure, but somehow, the reciprocity one wished for in actual fact is just another false reciprocity. 
Will there ever be a universal solution for both to give and receive at the same time? 
Yes. 

Leave the selfishness aside, choose to love. 
It’s not real until you feel the pain.

Is this the life that we really want?
Im baffled by this fine line that separates humanity.
This line that classify us into groups called ‘the rich’ and ‘the poor’

Some says money makes the world go round and some tries to argue that money not necessarily bring happiness.
Who say what and what say who?
As much as i want to prove that i can be happy without wealth, i hate to admit that yes, money and happiness does coexist together.
Can we say the best way to get the better of this duo is to find pleasure in working towards wealth, make an honest living, stay contended and be blissful?

Perfect, but can we?

And sometimes I get nervous
When I see an open door
Close your eyes, clear your heart
Cut the cord

You know i’ve been thinking, how does one knows whether to advance or when to step back.
When everything’s too close for comfort,  where does one find solace.
Is giving up the easier option and the only way out?