I took my drugs and took my lovin' when I left out the spot
I left the party with a Barbie, markin' X on the dot
She calls my phone up but I told her, "I'm a loner" (uh)
But she likes my watch and my droptop and my persona (uh)
We hit the highway, 1-5-5, with my whole foot on the dash
She's in my ear, she's got no fear, she could care less if we crash
But on my radar, I've got some nerve to play hard
I waited for my chance, but playboys, we don't dance, dance, dance

my all bone feels like somebody is churning them into powder

@

I liked living in a 1BHK apartment, with no one to bother me, where I could do my chores without bluetooth disconnecting, where I could write whatever the fuck I want to on the walls. I didn't like the feeling of pensive sadness that came from being lonely but it was a part of that comfortable life where no one was there to bother me. I miss it, I miss every pros and cons of living under that one fan that I thought could fall over me and be the end of something as miserable as my life.

"Life is really a game of luck because imagine if I hadn't met a weird-looking guy in some math coaching. Imagine if I was 10 minutes early, not 10 minutes late, on the first day of my school. Imagine if I wasn't bored enough to play a game with the girls. Imagine if I wasn't overconfident enough to ask for her number. Imagine if I wasn't brave enough to keep myself together when all of this was falling apart.

Imagine if life wasn't so random, how boring this would have been."

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curse of randomness

but sometimes i imagine if i can just fly high from the 20th floor and feel that thrill down to my heart.

having lots of dream about just randomly constant falling

there's an anime called "Terror in Resonance". i don't expect many people to have seen it, but lately im feeling that very same vibe

each emotions getting ruined by monologue in your head, explaining, justifying and discarding it away.

silly boy

if you want to race verstappen, you need to learn to race verstappen

getting rich is second, first is buying my all dream car and make a collection

me after my caffeine hits

shit, fucking reality checks

when you have so little time to live? why do you keep wasting your time on worthless things?

i have a fear of not being enough unique, not standing out in the crowd

you guys getting butterflies in stomach? i get fucking tsunami

from all the thinking that hurts my stomach cause i can't digest how weak and pathetic i am