The Ripped Soul

Who'd have thought that things so trivial could actually have you spitting out sober secrets only meant to be heard when you're drunk?

First you say "your word's good for nothing," then "you're a liar just like him," and now; "I shouldn't be so nice to everyone cos when I need help, everyone turns me away.."

Is that right?

Then someone please, tell me why is there a bumper from a Honda Stream sitting in my room's doorway right now.

I got nothing to say anymore.