Sux me.

Marched 1.6KM today.
Sleepy and tired.
Hot and stuffy.
Lost my ez link card.
Blogshop owner late.
I cried.
Mum got pissed and they were screaming across the phone.
Alone, at night.
Tried to organise some stuffs.
To no avail.


Now i know why, I'm not even fit to do this,
let alone a bigger role.

Jasmine's a loser, a failure, fuck today.
Sorry i'm not thinking straight today. I can't even handle my own life.

Incapable. Describes. Me.