Took a walk at one something. I'm not suppose to go out at that time but what the heck, I need a break. A vacation from this mess. Went to 7eleven with my friends. The moon, such a beauty.
Barbican. Wait. No Barbican? pffft. Kelantan kan.. okayy. Kampai pun bolehlah.
Took a sip. It ran down the throat. Clearing all those words I need to spit onto you. I just can't. I'm not like before. I don't go hysterically mad and go babbling around talking to people when I'm mad like I used to do back then. No! Not anymore. I'll just shut the fuck up now. I won't talk. I'll go silent and I'll walk fast. Like really, racing fast. Like that fast. okayy. Ignore, please.
Kampai, pineapple. It goes a long way.
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