Sometimes I just feel like...

Sometimes I just feel like…

Sometimes I just feel like shouting at the top of my lungs. Sometimes I just feel like eating my favourite beef noodles. Sometimes I just feel like smoking in a bath-tub. Sometimes I just feel like delivering a big kiss to Cyndi when I see her on TV. Sometimes I just feel like scribbling and doodling rubbish. Sometimes I just feel like writing senseless poems. Sometimes I just feel like reading an erotic sword fighting novel. Sometimes I just feel like swimming lap after lap. Sometimes I just feel like tanning forever in the sun. Sometimes I just feel like listening to the oldies. Sometimes I just feel like sipping on a White Russian. Sometimes I just feel like going back to the best days of my life. Sometimes I just feel like hugging my bolster and sleep. Sometimes I just feel like having a warm glass of milk. Sometimes I just feel like tapping gently on the keyboard. Sometimes I just feel like pissing in the pool. Sometimes I just feel like not breaking my text into paragraphs. Sometimes I just feel like letting out the excess. Sometimes I just feel like smelling my own armpits. Sometimes I just feel like combing my hair. Sometimes I just feel like blogging about silly things. Sometimes I just feel like stripping an AR15. Sometimes I just feel like sleeping naked with the door unlocked. Sometimes I just feel like studying an unimportant subject. Sometimes I just feel like taking photos of myself on my camera phone. Sometimes I just feel like calling an old acquaintance for fun. Sometimes I just feel like killing a helpless stream of ants. Sometimes I just feel like barking back at the neighbour’s dog. Sometimes I just feel like playing tennis with my brothers. Sometimes I just feel like removing all my wisdom teeth at once. Sometimes I just feel like needing the adrenaline rush of an injection. Sometimes I just feel like vomiting at the mushy stuff people in love say. Sometimes I just feel like saying the four letter word out of the blue. Sometimes I just feel like dreaming about world conquest. Sometimes I just feel like pushing the limits of everyone’s patience. Sometimes I just feel like snapping under the strain of others’ hypocrisy. Sometimes I just feel like tossing an orange without ever eating it. Sometimes I just feel like wearing the same pair of jeans for a week. Sometimes I just feel like farting silently in a crowded lift. Sometimes I just feel like asking some girls if they are still virgins. Sometimes I just feel like licking the fillings of an egg tart. Sometimes I just feel like reciting a psalm from the Bible. Sometimes I just feel like refusing to move to the centre of the train. Sometimes I just feel like being rude to people who think they have it all. Sometimes I just feel like whispering gibberish to someone and see their response. Sometimes I just feel like crying over not being able to cry freely. Sometimes I just feel like picking a leaf and putting it under a load of text books for years. Sometimes I just feel like wondering about the girl I’ll marry. Sometimes I just feel like I’ve exhausted myself before I could have exhausted my supply of Verbs.