You-Want's Life

The world spins in a lightning-fast speed, and that just simply made one second a little not enough for everything to encounter.   Smoke screen of lies are set everywhere, all can't be seen nor can't be sensed. A single word can change the meaning of a whole paragraph, so, who will exactly understand the story behind? Humans are sensible beings and their feelings are the very essence of their own. Heavenly, purgatory, enchanting or traumatic. We should have them all written down, right before fate can push us out of this world.   The negativity devours the positivity, one by one, making our lives full of petrifying danger and treachery. Demons enjoy reading people's diaries and leave them lying to the universe, just to attack them from their victims' hearts, cheap tricks, lousy traps. I will still say that the surrounding atmosphere is a tough cry, 'cuz no one is there to influence me the good things when someone is there to influence me the bad stuff.  ...

The world spins in a lightning-fast speed, and that just simply made one second a little not enough for everything to encounter.       Anything graceful or dreadful could happen in the brisk blink o an eye. A chapter ended while a new era began; love was accepted but broke down again; happiness and hatred rose from its base as the shining stars stole my smiles away. Full-term memory turned out to be one whole waste in me, and no one was ever there for me while her music did.   All that decorated my sky was the moon which looked so round and shined luminously in the hopes pitch black, like a old classic crystal hung aloft by the fair deity of love & peace. But where were my silent nights again? Since all the stars had appeared out of thin air. I was on something better but that only made me feel bad. I couldn't open my eyes and see the morning sunlight that blazed so bright, as I had to deal with people with my tired, lifeless eyes full of invisible scr...

Tall, dark and looked precisely dashing in his tailor-made first-aider uniform, he carried a well-stuffed kit box and hurried to the victims' sides, just like Superman, flying around to anyone's aid.   He didn't know me; I didn't know him. Just uncountable coincidences of meetings at unexpected venues at unexpected time. Such mysterious, he was always there when I was there too, like he's been stalking to the schedule of my life.   He was there when I decided to go and stand by to save people out there; One fine day I went to CS to a property fair and he was there again, working as a volunteer. Jeez, how embarrassing and awkward my attire was that day, it was actually my Mum's choice of fashion and it was her who made me wear that, or I would've gone out in my favourite navy blue jeans.   Something in his deep brown eyes kept on shouting, "I'm curious!" to the world, but I knew nothing about it so I just simply smiled whenever I was caug...

Gambling, is, literally something like a missing piece of luck, that is always so miserable to be guessed. A short glimpse of the winning charts appeals to your craving hearts.   You think that, you're on it, just when you simply strike a minor win, but, you're not. All you have in mind is that the next one will definitely be a better one. There's an invisible force that pulls you towards the greed for gold. You want to know; You want to take the risk; You want to win.   But luck and fate never side one for long. The rate of triumph vibrates like those bouncing air molecules. Spade takes the lead of all, unrelenting, turnaciously, hopelessly, to the game of your destructing future.   My advice, get at least double the money you put on the bar and make yourself scarce. Don't ever fall too much for the whole crap and stand the opportunity to be corrupted by any of its convincing magic. Leave at the right point and don't ask for more. It's MONEY, you can c...