When I saw you walking by

…I could not believe my eyes.

Underneath the city lights, reflecting all your curbs just right

The dreaded term examinations are getting closer by the minute, and only now do I realise that time isn’t on my side. I don’t think it’s helping anyone most of the time. In times of depression, do express your inner feelings to close ones, but not too much. I, for one, do not believe in stress. I believe in a time when much fuck ups are experienced, which for me is now.

I do realise that I tend to blog more whenever important examinations are nearing. Maybe this is what that has been helping me relax. I look around though, and I feel much loneliness. Thinking to myself if I was just another one of those unwanted. It might just be my imagination, which without reason however produces monsters. So yes, you are right. It’s just one of those phases one faces in times like this. (I said phases and faces) So barroolify your drontalitis off, and cuntsilate your feforalfating guordaments into wueltamplating retaphthackiness. Fuckithy yes