Flight of contradiction and spite__

Sunday, April 10
1:04 AM

if only i could relive those carefree days at the convalescent home again...

so wat if i spent most of my childhood years at a children's home? lookin back, those were sum of the best years of my life...

went in there in 93. 1st person i saw was this boy by the name of iskandar. he's kinda weird. has a screw loose on his head. there's this time where he bit my bro's nose until it was bloody..thats a unique memento to keep..a scar. heheh. and there's sum other weirdos too like this boy who like to chui this particular staff's ass and this gal hu likes to bang her head on the wall(she's always tied up as a result). sounds like sum asylum for tots..but not all are weirdos..made sum good friends at there..catch grasshoppers(size of a middle finger), played soccer, bury dead snakes on the playgrounds(snakes were aplenty there) and wrecked the playroom.

relished those visits to gr8 places like the zoo or science centre and during the the christmas season there were tons of visits to posh restaurants and hotels and we'ld get plenty of prezzies..

well, problems are my prezzies nowadays and friends help to ease that fucked up feeling. but at the end of the day when i'm all alone.....

"These limbs search feverishly for the gift of gravity"

xMunicipally Wastedx