i dunno wads with the pattern of coming to blogspot and once clicked, forgot wad u'd wanted to type.
i dun believe i have friends. but i do have one special "fren".
and tht is my conscience. the one tht has been keeping me company 24/7 since the day i culd actually consciously think. call me a schizo. nope, i dun think tht's schizophrenia. tht's just.. interaction within oneself, yes? but when i was young i remembered tht i visualised them.. one to be fat and the other skinny. [yea. TWO??] den they wuld be quarelling [not really..] more like disagreeing. [wow. my mind culd actually do tht. splitting it and disagree-ing with itself] so next time if u ever encounter an incident whereby i'm talking to myself? it just means tht i'm most probably predicting wad might happen later on or simply analysing [everything] with my "buddy".
this sounds sick. but i guess it's just me. sick in the brain.
Mmairah said sth at....:11:27 PM
money. money. money.
and a convertible volkswagen beetle wuld do just fine.
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