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people create things that are sometimes really just a waste of time and space.







Saturday, April 3, 2010 - 4:31 PM
Other days are bastards, just like a bad boyfriend..

I should do more than to just sit and strum my uke on days like this. but it was worth it. now im able to play a few songs which is pretty impressive. k may be not. yesterday night, i woke up halfway through my sleep just cos i felt like doing art. and i did. funny how my body and mind works. till 4am, i only managed to complete half of tttw screenshot. im slowww like that.

i really need to finish up my homeworks. pronto!





"Some days are disasters that you wish could just end
Other days are bastards, just like a bad boyfriend
But it makes me feel much worse than this to see your face masked with a frown
I'm not telling you to smile, but don't be down
Don't be down, my friend!
Don't do your wrists any harm!
You don't belong on a funny farm
And I'd rather see you in a party dress than in a hospital gown
I'm not telling you to smile, but don't be down"