sometimes,
it all comes down to onli one thing.
what i call the "pit hole ideology".
a heart-shaped pit hole.
i was into this.
i mean, i tripped, i fell, with a heavy thump.
it's sooo deep, i dunch know if i wil ever see myself facing the light again.
there's the ladder, but i dun quite get to figure it in this pitch black dome.
not that i wanna get out to be honest, i kinda like it here.
often i banged my head here and there, but if i stil noe that my name is eaf (to show tt i'm realli fine, becos i could spell it backwards), then all's good.
therefore, i'm staying put.
i'm aware.
i brought this upon myself,
i chanced upon ur delightful piece of artwork (artwork, bcos i'm in awe while reading.),
and speaking of discontentment & jealousy. which woman doesnt. but i kinda understand myself abit more, i'm pretty much a "wild tiger".
but duncha worry a thing, everything's fine.
tats a year ago, meaning 300++ worth of days ago.
i'm pretty much tamed.
if anything's to prove how some couples ought to slap on together,
i'm feeling a zit forming on the top right corner of my lips.
this, u should noe Sunny.
oh ya, one more thing.
if anyone juz asks about the girl that lives down tt pit hole.
tell him,
i dont live here anymore.