a Bumpy-ride Diary
(This post is classified PG which contains strong coarse language, negative mentality and absolutely no point. Please do not read on unless:
a)You feel extremely shitty
b)You genuinely care about Ms June
c)You’re a restless adolescent who absolutely adores saying “f***”
d) You are nothing but a tosser who’s got too much time to kill (In this case… Lucky you!)
Right now, life can’t be M-E-S-S-I-E-R.
Till the day that I suffocate, I’m still a F-I-G-H-T-E-R.
Even fear slaps me in the face like a f***ing L-O-S-E-R,
it won’t go any further.
‘Cause I’m gonna take back my wheel,
and turn it to the direction that I will.
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My 3M principle:
F*** Misery, f*** Misfortune, f*** Mess!
(Ain’t gonna let them decide where I’m going! F*** them!)
