My system failed

• Author: kissfendi
• Filed under: Uncut
• Date: Dec 8,2005

I can feel that I have wasted too much calcium and iron these days…I even need more iodine supplements and I really need to have the whole troop of beauty surgeons for my body reconfiguration plus I need toxic eradication.

What I feel now is that my head is slowly squeezing my brain out from my frontal lobe and my penis veins started to loosen plus my nails and hair are falling apart from the system.

My mind can’t recognize symbols and friend’s names.

My eyes can’t even differentiate colors.

My memory is decreasing its space.

My skin turned into dark blue and my lips are becoming dried.

Mother talks about my rights.

• Author: kissfendi
• Filed under: Famous
• Date: Dec 7,2005

You have the right to protect your self from any disagreeable condition.
You have the right to remain seated when every else is leaving.

You have the right to choose not to wash the dishes.

You have the right to remain quite and unquestioned.

You have the right to take cash out from my pocket when you need to shop.

You have the right sleep under your bed whenever you feel like.

You have the right to smoke and drink with your uncles at the age of 16.

You have the right make scandals and not being judged.

You have the right to seek revenge when you think you can do it.

You have the right speak back and reprimand instead.

You have the right for all queries regarding my plan.

You have the right to leave your dirty clothes and I will do the washing.

You have the right to question my capability being a mother to you.

You have the right to collect your incentives and bonuses with your monthly allowance.

You have the right to sleep or watch TV 24 hours unquestioned.

You have all the right to reprimand if undesirable circumstances happen.

You have the rights to complain about anything.

And you have the right to violate rules.

Then I have to decide for myself?

So I grew up with these rights.

Rotten Mangoes

• Author: kissfendi
• Filed under: Mangoes, Politics
• Date: Dec 6,2005

This is my typical reaction of the day. Here’s how the way I think and interact with my bugging thoughts.

Personally I allow any hostage takers and suicide bombers to pull me out from ditch and blow me away with a Titanium Nitrate. If not, I would very much happy to go Paki to join the dickhead troops and arses blower traning to push the bomb button. Today, too much sulfur and carbon monoxide intake I presume and some pesticide chemical drained out from my lungs. I would better die by cigarette alone than any means of poisoning and suffocation than seeing those unwanted faces tormenting in a dark corner. I see people trying to reach out for the light and I see myself with them.

What are those mangoes for if not to be rotten? What are those camels for if there’s no desert?

So as leaving is good bye? Not, Just a happy birthday to my self. MF!

Kiss

Fendi

Watermelons with no sugar

• Author: kissfendi
• Filed under: Fitch
• Date: Dec 5,2005

What matters most is that you keep breathing.

Random thoughts of yesterday

I woke up early thoughts were fast running inside my lobe. I slept early last night. The show on TV didn’t stir many actions, as chestnut is likely to be seen during prime time.

A few puffs had put me into bed and was totally asleep. I didn’t even manage to make a dream because my system was so tired. What did I do during the day anyway? Biking, darting to lit fire the hell town that full of innocents and uninformed civilians who crossed the street as if they were in their own living room. Are the lines that made up the Zebra not visible enough? Are they nocturnal that hardly see during day time? There the over head bridge doesn’t serve any purposes at all. I just can’t believe these badly informed voters who cross the street in the middle of green light and who also defy insult the million spent by the government just to build up a safest way for them to cross the street.

I think I have to hit them with 6kls watermelon because their heads are all seem like those huge full of water but that without the taste of sugar!

Can anyone stick a fork on their soles?

A fancy smile and disgusted thoughts.

• Author: kissfendi
• Filed under: Uncut
• Date: Dec 3,2005

Need for a desperate care immediately? That was I thought few minutes back but when I got into a kind of scene all things that matter are gone.

My thoughts are random.

Global warming

Biodegradable waste or just a waste

Anti aging cream

Anti Carcinogen lotion won an award?

Christmas and my birthday are soon coming.

The bars and street strippers are gone worst.

Faded denim and a pair of pink striped socks went on sale.

I am gone I am gone…

A cup of regular coffee kicked my neck off and it made my ankle numb… I think I was so lost in the middle of the crowd. Seemed I was waiting for someone to come and get me.

It was a long ride of my life today. Many things to consider such as those bags and waste from strangers I have been with at the same bus station. My mind was spinning round and my urine bubbles into the urinal. I occupied the entire lavatory with my disgusted thoughts. The smell of the toilet powdered my lungs.

I just miss someone and I really do. I long to go back to where cold dwells and where the everlasting smile wishes to last forever.

I fancy those hugs and smell of neighborhood and walkways of Malmo!

Soon I will see you…