1plus1 does not make 2

it prolly adds up to like 1 and 1/4.
the things you wish will just fall into your lap, tidy and neat.
ah. too many of them.

i bring tidings of great joy this time. i have woken up from my illicit affair with scandalous behaviour, flirty obsession, tragic occurrences.

i woke up one thurs. took many deep breaths. inhaled. watched trainspotting again. and decided to create a whole new life for myself. i choose life. i choose megabig tv. i choose branded cosmetics. choose prada clothes. choose that huge-assed mansion sitting in the fantabulous zipcode. choose grand retirement plans of travelling the world in my own yacht. choose life.

and yes. although the procrastinating genes are still heavily lodged under the skin. i think i'm getting there. i will reduce them to itty-bits, regardless of the pain i may incur. I, CHOOSE LIFE.

with that, i bid u adieu,
--> a long time ago, we used to be friends.

So if you’re lonely

You know I’m here waiting for you.

And if u leave me

You leave me broken and shattered alive.

I am lonely

And to me, this is the end

I know you left me

And a long time ago, we used to be friends.

Take back the torrents of ice cold days

Retrieve my glaciers of high

Turn back, give it away

Look at me and say you’ll try

Take me out I want you to take me

Don’t leave me with the onslaught

Of emotions left inside, left free

I see it – in the mirror, I am caught

A vague washed impression

A wintry wimpy adaptation

A laissez-faire version

A lackadaisical season

Gone with you, taken away

My summer nights

My euphoric days

Gone away with you, as I thought they might

Hollow as it may seem

Barren as it may be

This I deem

To be my ultimate place, now I see

With this I end my abject misery

Plunging into the vices of the world

I seek to end my tears absolutely

With this, I say goodbye