No matter how many expense sheets I conjure or meals I avoid...it all ends up with one thing & one thing only;
Feeling SHIT, NEGATIVE, LOSER LIKE, CHUTYA, SHIT-BROKE, BHADVA & all that...
When & When.. I would ask supreme mother & dad that when would my suffering end..on an open road..but now that I've got a car (or used to have one) i miss those days. Feel like a bastard stepchild in a well-to-do surrounding. Lets see..One thing is sure...She deserves better much better...so either I Step-up or Let-go, I have no right to make her share my suffering. Do love her a lot & willing to lay my life for her or take one if need be..but then life does = Money..Money is superior to life & all those worldly things..HAH..writing my thoughts make me feel good...bollocks...crap..Biggest Coward..that's what I am..LOL fuck you all...& damn me to the depts of hell... @ Satan: stay the beep outta my mind & body..gimme money now but take my soul..it's as worthless as this life..& i promise you..i'll work twice as hard than the other damned ones.
@ Almighty: I'll do all the lowest Jobs in heaven if she's gonna be there..& if she is not...I want to trade..I'll do all the dirty work..but let her be in peace..I know - you don't need me either ways..you know what I know if I do good..but yeah..you have needy people to look out for..what's a **** like me to you...
@ Satan & Almighty: Resptecpa to y'all but either you're there or not there...
CIAO Then...
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