Listening to - Wonderwall




And all the roads we have to walk are winding
And all the lights that lead us there are blinding
There are many things that I would
Like to say to you
But I don't know how
Because maybe
You're gonna be the one that saves me
And after all
You're my wonderwall

Fazli juz reminded me - Wen he cameover for raya last yr, he broke a glass so tis yr, no more glasses for u boy..U'll be tha onli one drinkin from a plastic bottle. Eh wat has fazli, or the glass or watever, got to do wit my entry nih..Argh..There's so many tings bothering me rike now. Like there's a nail stuck in between my intestines..waiting for me to vomit it out. Crude. Crude. Fi is crude. But i cant help it. I haf a girlfren whu's slowly drifting away juz because she now has a husband. I haf a psychotic disorder which tells me i'm ugly but no u dun haf to agree u dumbfuck. He wun talk to me. I wun talk to him. Nobody talks animore. Too busy wit their newfound indulgence they forget whu gave them the reason to live in the ferst place. Unless i ghet myself a boifren whu looks exactly like Liam i will feel so much better about myself. My life. And the people around me.

So i had sciences practical tis morning..I was so hungry i wish i could swallow the tomato i was suppose to experiment with. The invigilator's a faggot. Conferm nyer.





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