Get fed up.get bored. of whisky. especially Chivas and Black Label. JD even suck-er. i think i found myself had a short temptation and short interest of something. and someone. i wasnt sure but i guess its true. i get fed up of calls coming into my cell phone. and i get fed up of invitations. i don know. maybe i just simply feeling boh-san.
i miss my friends. i miss my cliques. the place where i used to hang myself lazily at the bedside. i miss the serenity living near the jungle. i miss of waking up damn late and awake to watch my roomate sleeping beside me cozy-ly. i miss everything that i used to be and have.
and now, aside feeling boh-san, i feel lost. i'm lost in my own new world.
Love. last few weeks im indeed in love. almost did. with an assh0le. and this weeks, someone better and not-an-asshole approach, but..*sigh*
4 days in a row i slipped whisky. rest a day. and last night i had another shot of it. i just shorten few months of my life. another few more months for cigarettes in addition. and another few more years for every smoke i inhale from the 1st user.
bless me.
i'm doomed.
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