I'm feeling so bloody lethargic..sitting..doing nothing-an incapable moron focked up with everything..the different lifestyles,all the people,friends,family and others..why do i need them..eyery other mind is different from each other..being at a cool place sometimes and then ending up in the middle of know-where?
finding myself has been the toughest thing to do..and i know it won't get over..till i die,life's shit,thats gonna be my agenda for the days to come,getting in those awkard situations,messed-up-personally-and socially-confused-relations,dark-black humour-frustration and allthe fucked up things to think of while starting a day..is it really necessary always to go with a plan..or am i the only one who doesn't..i don't know why i take everything so lightly..why am i like this..am i me or just what they made me,where am i,do i really exist.ohh gosh..i don't know.