He's out clubbing, having fun. I'm at home, failing t sleep. And I'm dead hungry too. Oh, th call of hunger. Managed t find my box of uneaten beehoon since noon in th fridge. Thought it would be fine t eat, but noooooooooo, it's so muthafucking cold!! Well, isn't this pathetic? Huh? Huh?
Good morning :o/
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