Introduction
I don't have a heart for fakers who shed crocodile tears nor do I have sentimental value for emotional basted-s. I'm the devil's work of art. Nobody knows me too much to hurt me neither does anyone knows me too deep to understand me.
Blogging
dead to the ol me
I want a new self....this is not wat i want but i noe dat i need to have a new self....i can't carry on like this....
I can't carryin bein so immature, so sensitive....so...many tins dat i can't tell off jus like dat....
i want a new me....a hard core,REAL hard core....not those that can get affected emotionally...i want to be a person that is dead to feelins...dead to feelins such as love and compassion,dead to wat ppl has got to say (so that dey dun affect ma goals)...i would not want to go on with life holdin on to the past...i wanna wipe it away....i wanna wipe it away...ALL OF EM! i want the new me!!!!!
It has gotta be dis way....i can't be d cheerful person dat i wanted to be...i dunno wat i'm gonna turn out bt definately a change