it's all about choice right?
like how i chose to remember the sound-of-heartbeat. or maybe i like it. since it sounds more genuine that what certain things appear to be.
then again, it's not a everyday thing where you can choose what you want.
sometimes you get more of this and less of that. or less of that but more of this.
what rubbish am i saying.
but rubbish aint really useless.
if not, how the karang guni man survives?
BLAH!
and thankyou!
for being around at the bus stop.
i like the sight of you in camou uni. BUT, maybe it'll be good if you dont appear again? at the bus stop i mean.
And there are voices
that want to be heard.
