everything is pointless

im growing tired of blogging. no one gives a shit about what pple think nowdays. yeah, i know im generalising. but everything's pointless. true love is but a dream. reality drove the romantic to his own death. not that anybody cared. and there's no point in living life dangerously. drive below the speed limit. do as you are told. pick up after your own droppings. leave the dog's alone for others to step in. stop teasing people too much. forget the wax and cologne. cut back on spending. you look more or less the same anyway. curb all that earnestness to make a helpless girl pregnant. you'll prolly avoid murdering your own kid. girls are making it way too easy. dont skip your meals. if you eat, exercise. if you're on either extremes, start loving yourself. aren't you getting tired of pleasing everybody else other than yourself?

so yeah.
that's not all that i have to say.



P.S: if you feel offended, call me. maybe i'll apologise.

or maybe not.