unscrupulous

Random pictures cover up stains, hatred and happiness.


Twisting strategies may even mean care.


And again.. my plans turned upside down.

I'm Ms happy.

When it regards to my passion and individuality,

I endure working so hard.

And actually it affects all my decisions personally.

Especially my current decisions on how to manage

financial stability in life.

On my other side, it really doesn't matter, like yah maybe it does revolve in each person's reason for living but really its not what makes you so happy at all. right?

Anyhows, living a life full of aspirations and rolling them out thru your hands would always be the greatest.




Until one night it went mixed up.
The red inks indicating extreme anger together with its harsh words that pierce me from within.
Negligence of words too many times before had been an issue.
Temper was endless and careless for words left said.

Soon emptiness overpowered my being.
Keeping me away from reality and realizing a million atom converging my system.

It creeps.
Sleeplessness again showered my nights.

Let's not waste time..
War never really gave me the piece of cake I needed.
It never even bother to open my mouth in unscrewing the right locks.

My dreaming of undying worth was placed hanging in the dark room.
Without hopes, the following days would be agonized.
Without spirit, walking too long would be uneasy.
And without strength, pulling your hand will be naive.

And so, it ends here.
A long, narrow and oblivious path now awaits me.
No matter how it'll ache me, I should only prevail happiness.