to rasyid's ex girlfriend (or rather, i say, girlfriend-to-be),

remember how close to two years ago,
you left me a text message saying, "what goes around, comes around..."?

now are you very happy?
im getting my just desserts.

you can have rasyid back.

best regards,
the girl, whom shouldnt have gotten herself involved.




suddenly,

i feel like throwing those puma shoes into the dustbin,
slamming the mp4 against the wall,
selling the green adidas watch to cash converter,
and burning the green bucket bag to ashes.

i wanna flush our pictures down the toilet bowl,
and i wanna erase you from my mind - permanently.




let's end this, shall we?