This seems to happen at least once every week. Pockets burned, destroying of lungs, messing up with the body clock, guilty pleasures, dancing like a retard, and trying hard to impress. Luckily, I still got with clique with me to have fun together.
..But I think I need to take a hiatus from this lifestyle. It’s getting a little boring but I guess I’m still addicted to it. Though I mentioned hiatus, I know my mind would somehow tell me to gimme more again and I guess it is kind of impossible to take a break from it.
PS: My three lovely bowenian babes, you guys should go with me soon again too!