Tuesday, November 13, 2007

What does my face look like to you?




Correct me if I'm wrong.
Or if I'm being paranoid.
Maybe I'm hallucinating.
Even plain imagination.

Point is,
WHY DO I HAVE THE FEELING THAT I AM AN ATM MACHINE???

Never would any dictionary on earth classify these words under the same category

Brother, Help, Please, Check, Clear, Month, End, Baby, Diapers, Rent, Hard, Sister, No, Choice, Pay, Return, Bank, Account, Number, Transfer, Promise, Swear, Last, Chance, Time.

All the above.
Under this category: $$ Money $$

Why do I always entertain them.
Succumb to all their 'sob' stories.
When will I ever learn to say NO.
That it's enough.

Don't they know I am trying to live a life myself?

1 Comments:

At Tuesday, November 13, 2007 4:31:00 PM GMT+08:00, Blogger pinky said...

u soft hearted, even your atm card was trying to help you that day.

smile :)

 

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