seriously speakin..im not in a mood..
depression is in me..
n i'm a former part-time idiot..
problems for the bloods sides..
havoc bursting my ears..
criticizers n haters disturbing my girls..
shoots...i just cant stand it..its piercing inside..
n getting even..
wadevalah..
nxt yr..me turn sec2..i'm concentrating more towards studies(u dont believe my words??my bet..)
n my passion..singing..(hmm..)
i juz wana be an unknown rocker..
without telling who i am..what i like..
hate suckers who disturb this rocker here..
player??me??not my game..i hate players..even sweet-talkers or maybe flirters..kos they are jus wadeva..(i dont care..u my bro??stop that habit..u my fren,dont do that thing..)
it aint no matter i'm a victim or not..so as long as i say PLAYERS are piercing every womens heart!)
but if there's women outside being a player,i call that bitch..(it's not a vulgar..it's a vocabulary for some circumstances..)
criticizers..oh shoots..another one..
actually its ur habit..
but if it's not..i dont knw what to say..haiz..
i need peace..
i need no works..
peace can happen anytime IF U JUST SHUT UP FOR THAT TYPICAL MOMENT!
it can be in my room..the toilet..or anything..
so long as no noise occurs..
ok2..i'd better stop this wadeva stuffs..
once i'm chill..i'll be ok..
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