Topsy-turvy world.

Good authors too who once knew better words,
now only use four-letter words writing prose..

Anything Goes.

I've been thinking about words that begin with letter A.

Abandoned,
Abused,
Ache,
Adoration,
Affection,
Afraid,
Agony,
Always,


Amali..




Why do you always dream of something that you can never get,
when something that's clearly much better is placed in front of you?

But then, why is a raven's like a writing desk?

I haven't the slightest idea.


Sometimes, reality is fucked-up. It's just what it is.
No matter how fast you run and duck, trying to dodge every sick drama bullet,
it will always find a way to hit you in the back.
Eventually, you will succumb to the pain,
while suffer the fatigue that is uncalled for.

Then you realize that
you're actually asking,

If this is how it's going to end, why do I bother to run in the first place?

That's when you find yourself,
Back to square one.

Reality is fucked-up.