37Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia
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My self-summary
I have described myself in the form of haiku!

Once there was a man
Who had accomplished nothing
Important in life

He had no talents
He was as ugly as hell
And boring as well

He was a loser
That was why he was single
He was just uncool

He was not loaded
Did not drive a fancy car
Did not drive at all

Chained smoked cigarettes
Did not do anything cool
Such as smoking pot

Once there was a man
Who was just a big loser
This is his profile
What I’m doing with my life
Let's talk about what you are doing with yours instead. I doubt anyone will find what I do to be attractive or interesting.
I’m really good at
Spoiling all the paintwork.

And listening.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
I really want to put something here, but I am not sure what. For all I know, what I like may not be what you like, and maybe you will think negatively of me.

So instead of talking about what I like, which would probably bore you, let's talk about what you like instead.
Six things I could never do without
The soundtrack to Hedwig and the Angry Inch
I spend a lot of time thinking about
How to escape from Desolation Row.

And how to disappear through the smoke rings of my mind, down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves, the haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach, far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow. And to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free, silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands, with all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves, and to forget about today until tomorrow
On a typical Friday night I am
Wishing I was someone else.
You should message me if
You are shining like the brightest star
A transmission on the midnight radio
And you are spinning like a 45 ballerina
Dancing to your rock and roll.

Or if...

You had a way so familiar
I could not recognise
Because you had blood on your face
And I had blood in my eyes
But I could swear by your expression
That the pain down in your soul
Was the same as the one down in mine
The two of us