we are all born mad. some remain so.

"can't you see? she's not breathing."

1800 tickings i endured... my temples throbbed...
the walk had never seem so long, so ardious. every single step was painful.
futile attempts to talk abt something, anything. trying to relate back to the old times.
the adjacent position made it impossible to see the features.
every sob pang into my ears and cut deep into my heart, every single one of them. cos i know it's never the same, genuine ones ive heard before.
short exchanges, little nods, faint smiles.

a shrug to end it all.

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at sch was guys galore today... the whole world was there.
utt, mehmeh (its his bdae tml!), mojo, cutecute, shuang k, EVERYONE YOU NAME IT.
btw... bazhang knows i... yah. i could feel his eyes boring hole through me in the hawker centre. dead as usual.
played the "wallet game" wif suz... its seriously very A.A...
was really fun...
can't wait for monday!