aim higher

thank u
given the chance i would bow to u
kudos to u,
a skeptic is what i will always remain

how spiteful of u
i nvr knew u cud stoop so low

you're the pus tt infects the microorganism tt the scum feeds on

i made a pact wid myself to...
gosh~
wad use is it now huh?

nope.
the ice queen has not melted

im second choice meat
a grub
a pain

u noe wad i tried??
whos to say whos wrong
focker!

gawd~
i never wear my heart on my sleeve
jaded?
hell yeahh...

never have i met one so unbearable
so unbalanced
so...
ugh!

this has never happened

bah.
not lyk u care.

"hey it's all u baby"

wad goes arnd comes arnd?
fuck it.
















































the worst thing that i can ever do is to bow to the porcelain king
i ate rite b4 i met nad coz i tot she cudnt make it
i threw it aaaallll way
its the best feeling of control
i cant control anything else
not my lyf
not my grades
not how i look
not anything!
and the thing tt kept me going was the smell of my own stomach acid
its disgusting
and to see all the stuff that went in
and how it has been cut down into small pieces
itty bitty pieces
wid acid
and chilli redness
n the smell
to hurl again is welcomed
with the satisfaction of a sore throat
and an ulcer on my tongue

im not ashamed of this "problem" of mine...
i dont do it often.
coz i know the consequences
and i told nad abt it.
not that im going to stop.

neither am i going to stop carving myself when i get scolded
or when my morale goes down to an all time low

nothing gives me more satisfaction than seeing my skin rise in bumps
feeling the burn
scratching myself till my skin turns red
trying to think of a way to get high

to be hurt...
hurts
but to be hurt physically,
reliefs the emotional pain...

being in unity taught me that.
thank u peeps.

u wanna know me?
there u are.

im a self obsessed lil freak
claustrophobic with expectations
starving to reach dreams

perfection is never enough