fucken fuck.

worst mood.
ex boyfriend.
cubase is fucked.
got too much homework.
back hurts.
hallway room. always getting the worst.
fucking tired.
not allowed to do this gig.
not allowed to go to MSO.
fuck.

You say you lost your lover.

And that you miss your best friend.

"It's a basic truth of the human condition that everybody lies, the only variable is about what" - Dr House.

What's better, 8 or 32?

Well that all depends on what it's 8 or 32 of really.
I mean, if it's 8 robbers versus 32 robbers, you'd be all for the 8 robbers, right? But if it was 8 cupcakes versus 32 cupcakes, you'd go for the 32 cupcakes, obviously.
You always want less of the bad and more of the good. You selfish bastard :|

I need you to be happy.

The Hunter.

You can try to defile the past, the body can replenish all its cells every seven odd years, but somehow memory survives, persists.

Exams

can fuck off  :/