Hmm...lately have no appetite, broke, and...itchy.
Bacteria has been eating up my flesh slowly, I wish I am slimmer than I look. It's no fun being The Host and feeding this little aliens. Somehow, wish I could be like them.
Hmm...what am I to do with you? Nothing. I surrender to you.
Facebook seems to be getting more and more ridiculous and unreliable. However, its instant feedback still reigns. Probably that's the only reason I stay. I wish, a little change won't need an explanation. I'm not everyone's cup of tea. Just leave me at the backstage, with lights off.
A reunion soon. Family still the best. No place like home. When life push you a little, you can still cry all the way home. Only that door open with light on, when others close up on you. I'm glad I haven't had my own.
