3 days and 2 nights, no sleep.
Ample time to self destruct.
Countless thoughts in my head.
They haunt me, even in my dreams.
Confusing me.
Dreams so real.
Conversations so thought provoking.
Disguised as memories.
An illicit union in the horizon.
All lust.
No heart.
What is it about me?
That makes a guy think that they can get into my pants easily.
Is it really my boobs?
Big boobs doesn't mean no brains.
Just like guys having two heads and yet are not that much smarter.
I experienced recently that creeps are everywhere.
One may pray and say they are proud to be of a particular religion.
But if your actions and thinking is not good.
Then what does it make you?
An Imposter.
You should be shot dead.
BANG! BANG!! BANG!!!
It's so sad to think the world is filling up with people like this.
It's better to Die Young And Save Yourself.
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