Life of CK / Kelvin / Man in the Shadows

I been reading up on the world’s reaction after Steve Irvin’s death. Most respected what he does for animals..and there are a minority who disagrees with his style.

For those who has unkind things to say about him, I spit in your face because you don’t have the guts to say it when he was alive. I sniff in my muscus and double spit in your face once more because you have to ride on his "wave" of mourning to bring yourself to everyone’s attention. You have to depend on a dead man, don’t you? Spit on you!

Everyone know Steve’s place in this world…and their hearts.

This brings me to wonder…what’s MY place in this world…and in my friend’s heart?

What would be the impact ( if any ) to people around me when I’m gone?

I often tell some friends to msg me sometime…call me sometime. If you don’t do that and if you don’t hear from me for a while, it means I’m consumed somewhere. It could also mean something has happened to me ( or my phone ).

Thanks Dawn…I’m still alive. I’m still fighting. I know you are here, my dear friend. I know you are here. Meet up soon ya! Altivo?? 

Having said that…I still don’t know what’s my place in the heart of YOU, YOU, YOU and YOU.

Tell me…somehow in your very own unique way. If I’m worth anything. Let me know.

To end off, I’ve got 2 words for one man whom many have known to be a simply empty horny vase. These 2 words says alot about YOUR place in my heart. NO hokkien vulagrities can compare with the tenacity and intensity of these 2 words.

                                                   FUCK YOU.

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