| my diffident.self |
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name- does it matter.honestly?
year- 29091986 location- land of broken hearts. & shattered souls music- punk rock.hardcore.emo.metalcore. emocore.pop.jazz.oldies like Ritchie Valens contact- emokills187@hotmail.com screenname- emokills even as the world sharpens beneath me i'll just pretend & smile.but it doesn't matter cuz i won't been missed i'll just leave a letter" |
| setting my wings.ablaze |
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Tuesday, January 4 just when u tot dat life sucked n dat it cudnt get any worse.reality smacks u in the face n already ur sucky life is even more suckier than ever.now my lifes been even more fucked up.y?y doz bad things happen 2 those who already have even more bad lives.mom just came back home from the hospital.afta 3 to 4 hours of observation.from raffles hospital 2 tan tock seng.its the first time i experienced sumting scary like this.she cud have gotten a stroke the doctor said.wat if she did?while on my way 2 the hospital i tot of dat.wat if shes gone?wat wud i do?where wud i b?i admit i hate her.she made my life a living hell but she did raise 10yrs of my life by herself.but dat doznt mean im heartless.i just have an empty one.dats all.her blood pressure din go down as fast as it did in the past.this time it was dead serious.my heart squeezed in pain when i saw her on that bed in raffles.cold.shivering.she even had trouble speaking.i pitied her.my heart bled.i held her hand.4 the very first time in a long.long while i held her hand as she squeezed mine.she teared up.i noe dat she was thinking bout me.my future.wat wud happen 2 me if anything happened 2 her.i noe.i cud see it thru her eyes.i promised myself.il try not 2 make her upset.il wash the dishes.il clean up my bed.this tme no empty promises.no empty words.lucky she nds not 2 stay in the ward.waiitng at tts 4 3 hours or so.not noein wats goin on inide as they only allowed 1 family member 2 go in.i waited outside.impatiently.curious.scared.it sucks not noeing.but i feel more at ease now that shes at home.n i love julz 4 stickin up wit me all the while.thanxx 4 being there.even when i was a jerk.just when i tot life cud get better.shit ALWAYS happens.my cursed life. |
| my vestige.journey |
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| scar.your words |
| dreaming.a reality |
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les paul guitar |
