Young and full of running
Tell me where’s that taking me?
Just a great figure eight or a tiny infinity

Love is really nothing
But a dream that keeps waking me
For all of my trying
You still end up dying
How can it be?

Don’t say a word, just come over and lie here with me
‘Cause I’m just about to set fire to everything I see
I want you so bad I’ll go back on the things I believe
There I just said it, I’m scared you’ll forget about me

So young and full of running
All the way to the edge of desire
Steady my breathing, silently screaming,
I have to have you now

Wired and I’m tired
Think I’ll sleep in my clothes on the floor
Maybe this mattress will spin on its axis and find me on yours

more after the break.

haircut today!

I was a killer, was the best they’d ever seen
I’d steal your heart before you ever heard a thing
I’m an assassin and I had a job to do
Little did I know that girl was an assassin too

drill at 0130hrs. 10 floors. D.O section commander. think i proved myself to the guys quite well yesterday.

thanks encik marley.

yesterday was a very tiring duty, double manning watchroom and the main engine. 4 calls at strategic hours in the night. first at 2230hrs, second at 0000hrs, next at 0300hrs and last at 0530hrs. the last one was the mother of all calls i’ve had thus far.

with everyone in the interchange looking on, the bus burst into flames before we arrived, filling the entire basement with gray smoke. by the time we got there, it was exactly like a  scene out of a movie; people running away, shouts, flames, jets of water and smoke.

’twas a mindfuck of a vehicle fire, you would agree with me if you were there.

what with the stewardesses waiting for bus no. 858 looking on, and the early morning breath of fresh smoke. of course the smiling stewardesses made making up the hoses all the more steamy.

shots of adrenaline. love it.