Morning world, I woke up feeling destroyed.
If I continue to sleep at 6am everyday, I'm gonna lose myself. Hardcore.

I could hardly feel my throat there anymore and I was THISCLOSE to coughing my lungs out. Too many rks and late nights taking it's toll. Finally had the chance to rest at home, recharge and get ready for the coming week to fuck me. I can feel the wear and tear on me already.

Sunday's my only rest day now and G still wants me to go for Uncle Ringo with her. As much as I'd love to, see how lah kay ? (:

You pick yourself up every morning, only to falter at night.

Guess who's coming over tonight haha