Monday, November 9, 2009

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Ling lied, like a bitch, to herself.
she's angry; she's mad.
but there's not a reason to it.
she screamed; she shout.
there's no reason too.
Ling's thinking of the workload, perhaps.
but it doesnt feel that way.
but she's somehow stressed?
fuck.
what is this.

she needs to blast some music.
but her ear hurts.

she went out w/o her keys today.
and there was no one home.
and spare keys not returned to neighbour.
so she waited.
and nobody even thought of giving her a damn call to tell her.
family indeed.

I need stress relief;
perhaps happy pill?
anybody?

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