MONEY IS SOME BULLSHIT THAT KEEPS US ALIVE WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT.

What a fuckingly depressing day.
They say evil tempts us more than the essence of goodness. I dont know about that, but right at this moment i couldnt agree more. My mind is in turmoil and somehow some people cant stop bitching about my obvious mistakes. I dont need your preaches, old farts.
I’m impressed by how emo i am right now.
I have so much shit to do but my stupid body cant take the pressure even if my ego can. If i could, i’d discarded this body and search for something like a triathlon sportswoman.
Come on, WHERE THE FUCK IS YOU, EVIL?
Entertain me if you can.
Bullshit. I really in a dire need of money. Everytime i ask money from my ‘bosses’ they gave me this kind of condemning look like ‘where’s the money that i gave you last week?’
Wow. dont tell me you guys werent expecting that sending me to LKW would cost this much?
Somehow i cant stop blaming myself to the point its driving me nuts. Blaming myself that I often ask for money even if its for school works. Blaming myself that my frail body cant take what it takes to burn the midnight oil. Yeah, shit no doubt it’s my fault for not taking care of myself. Often i entertain myself with indulging myself with alcohol and smoking, it’s like i dont care what will happen if i do that.
Imagine if i’m dead. I wonder how many tears will be shed for me. And just how many people will be missing me. Or rejoicing it.
I’m not even sure whether i fuckingly care about it or not.
I’m waiting for a friend to take me out for a nick and get me out from this suffocating hole.
Lebat, what have happened to to you? You used to be so strong. And now you’ve started to doubt and question the power of His which you used to root your unbreakable faith in.