whoo. one more day til maths completion!

yesh, aniwae, i came across this poem. hmm.

He grabbed me around my slender neck
I could not call or scream.
He dragged me to my dingy room
where we could not be seen.

He tore away my flimsy wrap
and gazed upon my form.
I was so cold and damp and scared
while he was dry and warm.

He pressed his feverish lips to mine
I could not make him stop.
He drained me of my inner self
I gave him every drop.

Then he cast me from his side
so now you see me here.
An empty bottle thrown away
that once was full of beer.

tsk. what were you pple thinking.

the lazy me decided to do 5km ytd and now i have a blister on my foot. a budding blister. bahh.

=)

smile.