and so we went to the mamak spot we always chill at..
sipping iced milo under glimpses of light from yellow bulbs..
i smiled at tony..he smiled back
i smiled at mr.do i care..he rolled his eyes
i smiled at miss junkie..she gave me a finger
i looked down..
took a deep breath..
but the mood to talk never hit me that night
36 hours without sleep worn me off..
how could i sleep...
how..
without ur morning laugh..
without u by my side..
without u in my life..
oh my handphone..where for art thou...
Dirty Projectors, Swing Lo Magellan
13 years ago

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