Sucker love is heaven sent.
You pucker up, our passion's spent.
My hearts a tart, your body's rent.
My body's broken, yours is bent.
Carve your name into my arm.
Instead of stressed, I lie here charmed.
Cuz there's nothing else to do,
Every me and every you.
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ive written that set of numbers at least 20 times in the past week! only 2 papers remaining! so ive gone through 9 days, 12 papers 5 subjects and feel exhausted!! soo tired! i just wann sleep all the way till november 20th!! not gonna start typing out how i think i did for each paper. theyre all over and done with and theres no need to revisit the past! HAPPY BIRTHDAY KUI! HAPPY BIRTHDAY JONWONG!! gonna celebrate kuis birthday later. speech night tonight too. i had this long THOUGHT PROVOKING paragraph planned out in my head but its 2 22am and i m tired and ill type it out tmr if i can remember it.
i sense this bit of green rising in my cheeks. this tinge of envy and longing. and i ask myself "why? why should i even feel this way?" i guess the scary part is how i dont have an answer to that. i guess sometimes we feel unexplainable things and emotions? bleah
In the shape of things to come.
Too much poison come undone.
Cuz there's nothing else to do,
Every me and every you.
Every Me...he
