Yes its a Saturday already,Abang is leaving in like 18hours time.His last treat was a winston pack for me,just coincidentally i met him outside 7-11 with his friends,i wanted to ask him to get me those pack of ciggarettes,due to many coins he treated me a pack.
For sure im gonna miss him.Mates told me not to cry when i sent him tommorow,yes i said i wont cry but hack it man,his been there all this while for me,im sure im gonna miss him though i wouldnt want him to see me in tears,ill just hold it to myself and my blog.
Recently me,faris and ful palat are making some own bussiness,not illigal,do not worrry,its more to organising gigs and printing of t-shirts.
Making things better,faris's bussiness partner is a Old Timer Metalhead,YES i mean it,and OLD TIMER.He was the one whom seated at Funan till generations and generations,
His really Nice and really Talented.He told me,if ive got any ideas for any metal tshirts,just emailed it to him and he will do it for you,so if you guys wanna do it,just tag.
Its 3.17am,im currently smoking my 2nd stick in less than 8minutes ago,sometimes i wished ive never smoked at all.Though its fun smoking and watching the same old stuff on YouTube,its called WWE.
Im off to you know where.
Cheers.
(my hair has grown )
The Rock really knows how to entertain crowds
A song from the Thrash Metal Gods Of Metal,Slayer with their song Dead Skin Mask,Yes IM Back TO Black Metal Brutality
Graze the skin with my finger tips
The brush of dead cold flesh pacifies the means
Provocative images delicate features so smooth
A pleasant fragrance in the light of the moon
Dance with the dead in my dreams
Listen to their hallowed screams
The dead have taken my soul
Temptation's lost all control
Simple smiles elude psychotic eyes
Lose all mind control rationale declines
Empty eyes enslave the creations
Of placid faces and lifeless pageants
In the depths of a mind insane
Fantasy and reality are the same
Graze the skin with my finger tips
The brush of dead warm flesh pacifies the means
Incised members ornaments on my being
Adulating the skin before me
Simple smiles elude psychotic eyes
Lose all mind control rationale declines
Empty eyes enslave the creations
Of placid faces and lifeless pageants
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