So this is driving me absolutely nuts today lol. Schema app is actually deadly tho. For those of you who don’t know about it, check out :

You always look back on like earlier times of your life and feel like they went by so quickly right? Like I feel now that although these moments were so painful and always alone, I don’t know when I look at the way I designed the lyrics even, there’s this innocence still. 

You always were an ugly bastard.It just took enough time for the outside to match your rotten innards. Funny part is? Karma hasn’t even come knocking on your door yet.I used to think you were perfect without any makeup on. Now it looks like you really need it. I remember one of your stupid uneducated fuck dates asking me why you still look pretty gold despite having HIV. As if like after a year it was supposed to make some noticeable difference or something.You look ill tho. That face under that makeup must look tired as fuck. I would be exhausted if I walked around pretending like I wasn...

I literally have so many old songs and covers and shit on my google drive from those two years I basically spent by myself in my apartment with the cats.Listening to them now, although the vocal sucks it’s like, someone how consciously I knew everything that was coming. I’m not ashamed of what I went through tho and how I dealt with it. At least I wasn’t out fucking everyone. I love how you hold thag to such high esteem. That’s such an examp of your morals.I’ll fine with the fact it took me so long to process shit and I used that time to create things. Whatever. I’m gonna do what makes me happ...

How long does this fucking take?Seriously I just wish I had never met you. It’s almost like I’m trained to be fucking unhappy all the time. Why did you have to fuck with every single memory I had? Why did you bother to come back to my hometown for Christmas while you were fucking having threesomes and all these boyfriends on the side? And on top of that you gave me soemthing I can never get rid of. 

It taught me to stand in the rain, to live in the moment and to stop being in such a rush. It’s changed so many things in a negative light but this may be one of the more positive changes. Life isn’t everlasting and sometimes you need to realize that you need to actually stop and experience things because one day it’s over.Sometimes I feel like I’m so busy always trying to chase the next moment that I miss everything. Like so many missed experiences and things left unappreciated.And the bottom line is that it’s taught me to just not give a single fuck anymore. To drama with people or friends, ...

Man seriously I don’t even know how some places in Taipei stay open, especially the hair salons. Maybe because I have a dad who owns a barbershop, and my Dad would always cut my hair whenever I’m in Canada so like, I have no patience, but this definitely exceeds that.Like I don’t care about how posh your hair salon is or how special you think your haircuts ate like, getting your haircut doesn’t need to be this spa experience. If I wanted to get to a spa treatment, I would go to a damn spa.It’s like so many places in Asia are like this tho. The first time I went to a salon in Japan and the guy ...

I literally haven’t been able to login to my Facebook for two weeks now, and I can’t reset my account somehow, definitely beyond annoyed because I also for some reason can’t access my Apple account and can’t redownload any of my apps that I use for messaging, so I’m essentially like alienated here wtf. And apparently despite all these wack statuses and me not messaging anyone in my life for the past two weeks no one has reported anything. I’ll be back in Canada in the 23rd. It’s time I guess it’s been long enough. I can’t even get into Twitter; anything. I can only share to like Twitter t...

Wasted Regret Guilt Paranoia Fear Nostalgia Alienation Boredom PainNull Tremble Shiver Old Ugly LostPotential Late Alone Weird MisunderstoodTorture Start-Over Immature Liar AbandonExpired Impending Temporary Why?

Nothing’s permanent. I’ll just keep telling myself that.

Why would you do this? This is some cruel shitWhat are you doing?What are you proving?Boy do you hate meThe way that you hurt meMy pain for your pleasureIn inches you measureI used to stay up all night Every time you left my sideBelieving all those liesYou used to tell me And I keep it to myselfBut insideI hate you. How could this happen?I ain’t no bad kidThis can’t be karma Cause I never called herCan you imagineThe way you made meThe sex that you gave themCan make a man crazy.I used to stay up all night Every time you left my sideTelling me the same old liesBoy ...