; lyht leaves the eyes—expelled by a relentless laesr of poignant realisation that reality is but absurdism x impossibility.

Friday, 24 September 2010

i could do with elitist prayers

while my dad stuffs crumpled shirts and pants with creases undone into whatever bags he can find, i look for things to fill up my day so i won't be burdened with the sight of my family crumbling before my eyes. i exhaust my mind with the complexities of technology and the possibility of getting shiny new toys.

does that make me a selfish person? should i be ashamed?

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