i know you hate my guts.

i don't love you that much either...

wo men zuo zhe qiao

let's see who dies first.

i wish i get to scream myself hoarse everyday just so that you will hold my hand and tell me,

xing ku ni le

and give me the courage to do those silly things i said i would do to you everytime i gaggle with lynn.

i'm kind of sorry for my actions .... but i have the most valid reason for whatever i did ...

and the reason is here.

the most beautiful reason of all

i wish my brother is dead.

when someone does an atroscity, noone says no nothing.
when you did something insensible, someone grabs hold of you and the opportunity to make your deed seem like a castrophone...

because someone knows what he has been doing is bad and it is still a lousy thing to do even if noone says no nothing...
someone is too lazy and crazy to change, so you have to pay the price to make someone feels better...
... by forfeiting whatever bit of logic and dignity in your life, someone attains godhood in this place.... and noone stays forever as a nobody.



this place is my home.
and i think it's high time that someone leave this place for hell.

i sipped poison once again, with blurred senses and a forgotten purpose.
the frail passion one mustered, a bland portrait of puppy love.

poison for the body, applauding the poison in the soul.
poison unwillingly taken, feelings unwittingly sold.

bitterness to remind a dialog, fragrance to recall...
poison in my mouth, a pain i hold alone.

everything is sorry, everyone a bore.
you remember nothing, hence forget nought.

what a life to live, what a life indeed...

hand me a knife to slice through the cape of time.
give me the chance, to see reason eye to eye...
i will forget, and i will cry.
at least i'll break free and he will die.

i'll drink poison nomore, i'll rest my tired soul.
move on away from the impossible....


away from the charm i love.

with miniscule understanding of what one's dealing with... i jumped headlong into the sea of hopelessness.... blinded by the illusion of love.
maybe with luck... maybe in your face... i'll see the truth i hoped to see... and stop behaving like the world owes me everything.