indians smell good

[boghog]

every night in my tiny haunted room i try to sleep despite the sticky heat and mysterious noises; sometimes i succeed, sometimes i dont. down below in the dirty void deck , there will always be late-night sounds- the irritating malay upstarts who talk loudly and rev their motorcycle engines and ride up and down the driveway for the hell of waking

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[anonymous]

feeling alone? missing someone? welcome to my world.. my whole life and family all my friends.. so many many thousands of miles away.. haha sometimes i dont even know what to cry for there are so many things :) next time you feel despondent.. think of me feeling the same way (PLUS its cold here na HAH haha) and think of me missing you SO much..