Mocha Frappe, Delicious But Dirty. Tsk, Tsk.

Life seems to be pretty slow these days. One moment you're happy and another moment, you're not. It's kinda sick to know that it's already beginning to mould like a pattern. It'll get out of hand soon if enough, I know, and when it does, don't be scared. Just talk to someone. Someone close. Someone that you can can trust upon. It'll make you feel better. By then you should know your weather forecast. The only thing you shouldn't forget is that for every dark cloud, there's always a sun waiting to shine your life through.

So, am I a hungry-looking monster, with furry arm and fury eyes? No? Well, I feel like one. Heck! Even the kids at under my void-deck are hugging their mums' cushioned bottoms... mmm... tightly when they look at me. Gosh. Maybe I am one. Who knows? I have a soft sweet heart though. I play with rabbits and sing with birds. Do you have to be naive? Do you have to follow your heart? Just stop thinking about everything else, and just believe me for a second. If you get eaten up, hehe, then that's practically it. I mean really... Okay, so lets say you're resurrected. What do you have in mind now? Never... to... stand... sigh, never to stand near to a monster playing with rabbits and birds. There! A lesson learnt! Don't forget to shout though, "Didn't yer momma ever told ya not to play with yer food?! Screw yer soft sweet heart!"

Hmmm. Anyway, the truth is somewhat delicious to me. It kinda makes up the faith and trust that you lost. So... was there any other dates? or was there just one? I wonder.