I’ve got a lotta things to do tonight I’m so sick of making lists Of things I’ll never finish I’ve lived here for the last 12 years Since early 1995 all my shit has been in boxes But if I had a little more time to kill I’d settle every little stupid thing Yeah you’d think that I would
Today, I saw the face of an angel by the name of Sharul Nizam, whom I've missed for the past month because he went missing. And as usual, we'd argue about why we havent talked/texted/seen each other for weeks now. And as usual, neither of us would win. So, I hugged him three times incase I dont see/text/talk to him in another 3 weeks.