haven’t written english for ages. The fact is, I DON’T EVEN BOTHER to write english. it is like my passion for english has been fading since I got into university. i havent read a book, watched an english tv programme for half a year and havent written any english articles and hvnt seriously watched a film since my A-level. i’m a perfect piece of trash.

NICE.

I’m the footprints on the sand.

I’m the dust in mid air.

on the street where sanity stands,

I’m the car round the corner.

physical pain keeps a person conscious.

conscious of his very physical existence.

emptyness be filled by dripping blood

spiritually the soul transcends