an unfulfilled promise.
words unspelt -
wads left unchecked. lies lingering in the thick humid air.
like flies buzzing ard and scorching themselves dried against the swaying lamp.
******
somewhat out of sorts.
my eyes were hurting the day before.
tmr i have to lug a big baggage of stuff to sch to lend my frens.
next wed i shall pon sch.
right now. i am bored.
so there. adios
<3//
12:29 AM