life goes on...
Friday, March 12, 2004
once again, time and tide waits for no man...the ger of my dream is attached...how very often this happens...im full of shit...never tried and just kept quiet...always a loser...still vividly remebered how i got over the 1st one...went to my bmt buddy's hse ,unbearable controllin the tears, was still a man it didnt flow out...still remebered the tiger that i downed...perhaps its fated or am i juz naive..blaming this four letter word .i dont think i will be able to sleep for 2 days unless i drink...i have quit this habit for a year or so knowing that sorrow is a good swimmer...always wanted to do something so that i can get over with this thing,tts y i started blogging becos no ones ever understand me nor do i wan any one to..its a problem with me so how shuld any one be able to solve it...this very day 14/03/2004...im once again a loser...at the age of 26, without a job ,without money ,without directions..........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................god if u r there pls give me a hint.....................i always knew that once i touched beef, something bad will happen,it realli and always did, i shuld had been for careful............................................................................................................
