Check out how he uses his paw to protect his cubs...that's like me.i might just get that done,but something abit more feminine.Maybe a lioness or something.Anyone who is good at modifying?I feel like i am the one with the problem here,thanks for discriminating me.I truly appreciate it.Without people like you,where am i going to get my fuel from??

Hrm,I dont deserve this rubbish.And i don't accomodate to rubbish.For those who do not know how to make use of my energy,then just go back to the normal ones.I am not being paranoid here,i just react to the obvious.I find it pointless reading minds,unless you are that intriguing.Like Tim Burton.What's the fucking point in being nice to the imbeciles and being a fucker to the ones who dont deserve it?This is what i mean by Dumbness of the highest levels,people!Fuck this. I am destined for greatness.People don't know how to be nice to the Strong Ones right...they treat them like shit because they look like they can handle it.My arrogance is taking over .Don't cry when i say something mean to you.I dont give a damn about crocodile tears.

Directors and Actors slave,put their blood and sweat into producing good work,and there is faezah who watches them to fall asleep.I hope she is the only one who does that.

So...you all know that i smoke right...Well,faezah's dad doesn't know and that's good till faezah fucked it up. This was what happened,i warned faezah about the fags in the bathroom,on the sink.I told her if her father was to enter the room,make sure he doesn't see them and she was the one who told me earlier that she would lure him away from the bathroom if he ever came close to it.I don't think faezah's dad would say anything about my habit,but he might think that faezah was hooked onto it too.So,one day,her dad entered the room,and he was looking around.I immediately signalled to faezah and she immediately hid the ashtray and half-closed the bathroom door,just enough for the cigarette packet and ONLY the cigarette packet to be clearly visible enough.She did not realise.Suave.So her father saw la,and went on to asking if she smoked too,how much,where i bought it and bla bla.It is like,removing and disposing off a dead body that you just killed in a very brilliant way that noone would ever discover it,but forgetting to remove your fingerprints from it.The thing is,faezah is a very smart girl.Period.I shall be posting Faezah's facts daily for the week.1 fact a day.

Okay,my soul is not at peace right now.Faezah thinks Silence of the Lambs is boring and she thinks Hannibal Lecter is normal.NORMAL.N-O-R-M-A-L?!.I am okay with the fact that opinions differ amongst people.But to say that he is Normal?Call him a Psycho,i don't care.but never normal!I think he is the God amongst humans. Seriously,the way he is able to get through to you and play with your head.That obviously takes skill and it's fucking Art,i believe.That man is a masterpiece.Prodigy.Anthony Hopkins clearly did the role very well and the way he looks quite harmless but if you look at him long enough,there is something eerie within?I definitely think he is what life is all about,besides the cannibalism.Something so comforting about him.I am not hailing him here,i am just appreciating that fine piece of Art.Come on!Anyone wants to back me up on this?I didn't think so.If not,i would have married you already.So people,this is why i do not socialise or get out of the house even.I would literally die of boredom.

P.S:Funny thing is,faezah hasn't bored me to death yet.I doubt she is capable of that.Let's not say too soon tho.Faezah,i want to use the toilet!

I think friends who are not protective of their other friends are fucking pathetic. A lot who claim to be my own friends are like that.Disgusting.It's like,what?when you see your friend being dissed by someone else,you just stand there and say 'eh cool down' instead of defending your friend?Then what the fuck are you called a 'friend' for?I am a very protective person,i defend anyone who needs it.Even if it's a stranger.Whatever.Bottom line is,dont call yourself a friend when you are not,if not,when people like me talk about real friends or claim to be a good friend, we stoop down to the same level as you.And that's just sad.Also, i don't need pity when i am down,but i dont need another friend to also be oblivious of the fact that i am down.Please don't ignore the strong ones and just be there for the weak ones,because you dont really know who needs it more.Just remember,that when the strong one breaks down,the impact is harder and there is a damn good reason behind it.So, friends of mine,dont worry,i will still be meeting you guys for coffee sessions every now and then in the hopes of imparting my knowledge to you all.

I think people who are passionate about cooking and baking are of a different breed.Amazing,really.Like Chandee and my Sister,they just do it because they find some sort of escape in doing so.How lovely,i really wish i was a guy,so that i can appreciate them the right way.I mean,even when my sister doesnt have money,and i suddenly have a craving for cakes or whatever food,she goes all out to do it for me.Chandee too,whom i have never bought a single gift for in the past few years,but she keeps baking for me during my birthdays.How pretty is that?That's what i call Love.I am over the moon right now,because of these two.

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