intelligence, long hair
romantics, travellers, old friends, filmmakers, writers, producers, photographers, painters, people who love nature, people i thought i'd never see again, godesses, adventurers, explorers, provocateurs, rebels, shamans, mystics, worshippers of dionysos, people who live passionately, who are unafraid, or very afraid, but kind, and who know all is one, and all is LOVE

Put ons, acquired accent, lousy bathroom manners, people who say they are listening but aren't listening shit, lack of common sense, bad breath, body odour, the fakes and wanna-bes, the holier-than-thous, rash driving, smelly feet, insensitivity

*whoever discovers the who of me will find out the who of you and the why and the where?*
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Allow me to re-introduce myself. If anyone did bother to notice , I had never really bother to rant about myself much. So here's the few pathetic lines my morning brain came out with, "I don't need to take your shit so don't do it to me. Fuck that shit." No no. Don't confuse me with your neighboring emo boy or that anger kid down the streets. I reckon my brain in the morning ain't functioning that well but I have been interrogated pound by pound almost too often. 12 rounds straight with Oscar de la hoya, blood , sweat and curses in every single round. It's a miracle why I am still alive.

Perhaps you had never noticed but don't you get tired of people questioning you here and there when they're only half the man you are? Oh sure, tell me you're a chick. You don't have to face this. Don't go reading on , I don't want your mummy to come in and ban you from reading stuff considered M18. Sometimes I tried to tell myself that they are having a bad day so I'll just take it in but then again, who the hell doesn't have issues? It could be the most infinitesimal issue ever but you took me for 12 rounds. Give me a break will you?

So here am I, trying to bring it out of my system one last time before I take it out on some miserable printer whom failed to deliver. I can do it in a cultured manner or like a good old punk and I can be selective on my words, so don't go on trying me. Do not to others what you will not want on yourself. I will say it once and if you doubt my words , fuck it. Have I been a little too vulgar lately ? Nah, I'm just been selective remember? (all the pounding must have gotten into my head)
**Note: Don't read what you don't like. You can choose to be selective too.**
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)))))))))_I M ME_(((((((((
if only youd believe
dat i am me today
no monster,no painful reminder
just me ---in my own way.

i am not wat u have made me
or wat i was born to be
the blood dat flows these veins
is judt a part of me.

i havent hurt u,hated u
so why do you always condemn me?
why am i despised?

could you not learn to love me
like u do da rest
i m here and i m forgive u
if you forgive my uglyness

it hurt to see u hate
and sometimes i cry days
but the minutes u show me kindness
i m yrs in many ways

i m lost when u are angry
the harsh words dat u say
they crush and make me awkward
shy to be wat i may

if u would only knows me
see who i m inside
maybe you'd learn to love
the person whos learnt to love

stop looking through me
i m not wat u see
i m not of yr making
i m wat i hve made of me
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