hmm its a weds. i feel like sailing. i feel like running. i feel like playin soccer. i feel like seeing you. hmm. i dunno. its already january but i still feel like as if saturday is coming very slowly as if time will stop at 11.59pm this friday. i feel like shit.

u come up to me and ask me; wads ur plans for times to come i can only just say; to survive the next day.