theme: We The Kings, Check Yes Juliet

i'm a bit groggy at the moment. mind the boozes and a new sack of alcohol my cousin bought for his little trip he and his girlfriend is going this week. i guess they feel bad coz their forcing me to watch over the cats again, so might as well jolt my mind up to insanity while i'm making sure i don't accidentally take a shot gun and blast a few furs out of my face.

why do parents have an issue against their kids having a different network? my parents seem to like themselves being in the center of everything. they don't care if its a big event like some piece of silverware i've won or even just some tiny thing like i'm meeting up with a girl or something. it annoys me when ever they go like ' u can't trust your friends, there's no need...their useless'. in some cases, i have to agree. but on a whole, i don't like it when somebody orders me to do something which only benefits them ALONE.

so what happens if i'm supposed to call in a favor and the only real people i can go to are my friends? what happens if i'm lost in kl and the only useful number i can call are them and not others?

i caught the lonely syndrome way back in 93. some showcase in kk, a lot of people and whole lot of confusion. i was lost and left alone while my parents were caught up in the madness of the flurry. i got away from all the noise and just sat at the bench outside. pretending to be somebody's own, hoping that some mad psycho won't kidnap me and ditch my body parts in the bin. some rock music was rocking in the background so i guess i got my addiction from there.

here's my dialog of the day...

liz : i hope your doing fine there
me : i knw hw bad my situation is. no point in hoping

the scar that i got from last time hasn't heal. i guess i underestimated how deep it was.

the ecstasy of the agony, how it never ends...

Hi,my name is Garrz. some would call me me G where others choose to be formal and just call me by my surname. this blog is a recollection of my life and my undecided other soul. while it may seem to be suicidal in a glance, it is just an explicit form of expression of myself against the typical world. i AM a banana and i do LOVE sad pandas. contact can be made towards ybgarr@gmail.com

My Side Project /Zihan/ Parishna/Ryan

Software Used:Adobe Photoshop
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