So goodbye sweet appetite, No single bite, could satisfy;
It won't do to dream of caramel; to think of cinammon and long, For you.
It was a rather long day, rather dreary at that too, I've decided to sacrifice my trip to Kuching for Rainfest on the coming 12th-15th; there're two bloodyaggravatingfrustrating fucking ICAs the following Monday & Tues - Accounting & Stats to be exact.
(insert violent & emotionally charged swearing.)
Hey You up there, I'm not sure why You keep rolling things my way at this time of the year three times in a row, but I guess there's a good reason to why You're doing this so I shall not complain. Maybe just subtly; stomp my feet around abit & not talk for days. & pierce my tongue while I'm at it.
well, at least I'm $400 richer, I feel like sucha rich bitch. My piggy bank's gaining weight.
so kiss me hard, cos it'll be the last time that I let you.
