hey, jey! don't even dream. you're not invited. you're apart.

still staying in limbo with my accustomed loneliness face to face...

a useless person at all. nobody needs me. so, i'm adapting.

a sad creature right now. maybe sad creature'll be more happy if it'll eat a piece of chocolate cake.

fuck.fuck.fuck.damn.

fuckin' coward. there is no another word

to write something booring, but it have lashed me. so i didn't do it. and i'm missing...

short information. i think this plurk is a dark side of me.

close to one of two conditions. it may be a great happines or a deep depression. it depends on my strides. i think i'm closer to depress.

bad. but it's only my problem, right? nobody cares.