empty home, funny though

no ones here except 3 of us seeking refuge.

me and another guy just squatting here for internet.
another one just waiting for his flight tomorrow.
ok, there r actually 4 of us. this other guy also waiting for his flight.

know what? tedata fucked up last nite. NO INTERNET FOR THE WHOLE FUCKING NITE.
i do realize, internet is one of the major ties that binds me to this world.
can't imagine what would happened if there's another cut for another 24 hours.

we played softball with a damned steel stick and a damned ripped ping pong ball.
we decorated a fucking empty room into a fucking bapok's room.

















i've salvaged everything my homies left. hangers, rugs, psu, mech pencil leads, fucking 5 penny and sum other craps.

because i can's find random things from the internet, i make em.
tired looting, stared at the emptiness. loneliness r scary...
heck, the rooms even already giving out these, abandoned house aura.
and dr. tork, the landlord, could come here anytime. damn. we're supposed to get lost yesterday. officially squatting.

once a place i could rest in peace is now a forsaken realm.

empty home, funny though