Things that I do feel like shit.
My hair feels like shit.
Things I have to do feel like shit.
The people around me feel like shit.
Things I see are shit.
Everything is shit.
Sungai Petani needs more shopping malls.
People only go to Central Square to jump, they have no choice.
Who do I scream to? Where do I scream?
What is the point of talking if no one would ever understand? Not even a bit. Even I don't understand sometimes.