why do human exist?

i'm trying to keep calm.

very hard.



and i wish i know how to type chinese.



fuck.

when i think of writing i hv an image of pen & paper; or maybe an ipad, which i dun hv it yet. but no, not any chinese input method. NEVER.



but that's another story.



okay back to the track.

i think, in my remaining bday wishes, that the idea of 'the end of the world' will always be on the top list.

ASAP.



(2nd will be 'to be a forever loser, surviving @ HK until the end of the day')



got fed up with the media. ppl who take control would like to educate the remaining ppl how to behave. going digital is like, the only way for me to breath. but still in a hard way.

everyone got their own thinkings (sort of); it's a matter of choice. BUT

BUT

but

but what?



okay. when the world remains CHOICES only; so why do human exist?



some ppl, in my pov, really not dare to be called human. not even dog, doggie, pk, etc.

scum.



i'll keep post whatever i want here. write whatever i want here.

not in the name of facebook.

but i just take the redpill.