keep calm. im just a boy.

all my words now tends to start with *uck you.

of tattoos and cigarettes

going to self destruct mode for a while. but i'll be back. don't try to follow me.

old before time

i feel seasoned. but none the wiser.

the big 2-0

happy birthday ijah! nyanyi sket.

full speed ahead

killed our pride. and filled our cup. is our good old friend, mistakes.

vroom!

saying too much in a day

i'd love a childish argument with simple words and funny sketches. it'll be interesting, original at the very least.

yeah, i know i sound stupid. so send me off to some english class. i'll learn to say the same stuff with flowery words you so long for. boo!