No need for one
Why is it that life has to be this way?
Is it always a hustle?
Why can't things be normal?
Why reach for the highest when there's no net?
Can never feel more uncertain.. worst of all finding oneself back at square one.
There was a turning point in all this.. the office.. the apartment on the other end of the causeway.. this house.. the original house in the north.. Zeus
Just live within our means.. so what if you're balling? Will it last for fk sure? Idk.. It will eventually run out if the means of ascertaining it weren't all good.. I wish I can close my eyes n go right back to the moment we were still in sembawang.. all was well.. debt free. No major overheads or headaches. No expectations.. No nothing. Live and let live.. grind n bite down hard
Why? Greed? Image? Status?
That's on one end of all this dysfunction..
Looking at oneself. Endless escaping, wasn't meant to be.. suckered to saying yes.. was it all for what? Absorb the culture? Bullcrap.. self pleasure and living the 'dream' well now that it's hit back in the face.. was it worth it? I don't feel so.
Is it too late to regret? Yes. Lifestyle change can only go up. Fascade for who? You pump your chest up but it has no depth.. no structure.. for naught..
And here we are staring into abyss, looking behind is a trail of deceit'
Typing away.
No use for feedback.. it's just thoughts.
Time reaps n crawls under the skin.. every tictoc is $ evaporating.. Can we stop it?











