sometimes i had these urges to pin down random stuff that comes out off my mind. Normally in the middle of sleepless nights in between of worrying about useless stuff and battling insomnia that comes and goes (depending on the timing i last take a slurp of coffee). Maybe it's a habit, maybe it's a norm, maybe there's a sense of emptiness in meh that automatically propel myself to the kitchen for a cup of coffee with no sense of failure just to fill myself up. Ah, how i miss the way i'm writing *self-fan*.
it's in me. . .
the stubborn perfectionist libran who refuses to blend in the general population. Even though stuff can be explained in a simple everyday word, my mind will make a command to search for a fancier term. Influenced by Taka, I'd say. What an inspirational person you are...
And so this is stressful...
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there was a moment when every single stuff i think is an experiment suddenly becomes a big NO-NO. The fuuu is wrong with this sissy boy, I wondered once voiced out on tweet tweet. It was a very stressful period.
I'm still busy...I'd rather not use that as an excuse...let's work a little harder.
p/s: would you consider people who doesn't help you even if they can (for the sake of money) as friends? i personally doesn't wanna associate myself with people like that. Well well...Leading a double life. . .
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