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Sometime we're unconciously walkin back through the memory lane and before we know it, those shitty images of bad experiences just fall splat right on our face. So the current hippy-mood we're havin just rotted like a stinkin trash can. The bitter memories then slaps us like some dumb boybands on mtv and it'll keep buggin us like we got nothin else that's more precious to think, like our braincells are fully reserved fer decodin and computin those darn thoughts and yet, there's nothin we can do bout it. We can just hold a big breath, tryin to realise that we shouldn't care nor give a fart. But so, at least, those things are history. Shoo!

Yes, I'm in a bad mood right now....