Averagely, there're about 7 people in my house every day. The computers plays music. There're "M-m-m monster kills!" around. Winning 11. Fazil's 24 inch playing music from his room through the bathroom. People chitchatting, sometimes the mahjong tiles. Sometimes the shuffling of poker chips. Or Fazil's room when his door is shut.
The car's filled with 3 CD's which I constantly play.
My bedroom's always playing music.
But it just isn't the same without you. The sound of you wanting to go shopping. Or your curses. Complaints. The soundtrack of my summer, autumn and winter.
Maybe tomorrow will be a better day.
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I am
.. who some would call a narcissist, and quite frankly, I can't object, because some probably is retarded. If ever an adjective can be used to describe me, it would be egoistic. I love my family, but I rarely show it. My group of friends in high school are unique. My Melbourne friends made me gamble and get involved with cars. Black Skyline '89 GTR. I've chased 7000kms for this girl named Jane, and that was back in 2006. I'm still crazy for that bitch, and she's my happy ending.
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