For a glimpse of my life,click on lyrics above that says
Nobody
Need
Me

Working at a Sony road-show at IMM now, need the cash so I have little choice. Earning 6.50 per hour, if I work OT then I get more. The pay sounds okay if I go OT, but that means u must stand like 12 hours odd per day. My leg is giving way, feeling like its going to break after work everyday, even now while I am typing away, my legs hurt like mad.

Imagine all the pain for a mere 6.50 per hour. I am worth a measly 10 cents per minute. How much cheaper can I get? I am next to worthless. If someone stops me and say he want to chat, but I say I got work. He pauses and takes out a ten dollar note and says 'I just want an hour of your time'. Yeah, I am worth that cheap. In fact, I am over paid my due if that happen. A god damn 10 cent per minute is my worth. TEN CENTS.

Thankfully no matter who you are, without exception, death is inevitable. Only before death, everyone is equal. How many people will spend millions to have another minute. But I am just worth a pussy ten cents. Just a pathetic ten cents...

Name: Brandon

A broken bottle of liqueur,
Empty and stale without a single ripple.
Brewed in the forgotten year of 1984,
A spirit that none will tip to pour.
Lock up in a cold cellar of no summer or fall,
Maybe it has no right to ask for any more.
Will you buy it and bring it out to thaw,
Give it some warm or amore

/S boy
Weiling


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