.love.or.like.
.love.or.like.i dun like anyone now. no. not anymore. there's no insurance in love. it isn't anytink dat's so great dat one nids it to rely on. perhaps love is jus sweet talks dat guys say to ger who like dem. it doesn't have much meaning to anyone. if the 3 words "i love you" r always hanging on de tip of one's mouth. lack of sincerity n all. love hurts. loads of ppl say dat when they break up. love's sweet. well. dat's wat those lovey-dovey couples will say. isn't it? wat does love means to u den? a game? a toy for ya to play with till u get sick of it or has like another toy. i hate guys. i mean guys who smoke. guys who join gangs. guys who hurls vulgarities. guys who fight. but i guess dat's so ironic of me to say dat when my previous 2 guys have almost all of de above qualities. so contradicting rite. do u reali tink they will stop doing all these jus bcos of u? nah. they tend not to do it in front of u oni. who knows wat they will do when u're not ard. wateva happens they have nth but jus dat mouth to save themselves out of de hot pot.nth has spark off anytink in me to write tis. perhaps im jus tinking too much or jus out of boredom to write such stuff. i have much more tinks to write n say. my feelings has been stirred. by whom. i have yet to noe either. i wrote all these out of craziness. out of sianzness. out of my stressful lifestyle rite now. dreaming is all i like. in my dreams i acn jus make anytink dat is unreal to cum true. dat's even sweeter, even nicer, even more beautiful. cos i can control it. =)