angels like you
Despite everything, the world continues to turn and life continues its relentless march. I wake up, look at this hastily made-up chaos in the mirror, turn up at work, slog through my emails, handle programmes and track progress of my projects. I stitch on a smile and laugh with my colleagues, take the same bus home after work, and numb it all out ( Read more... )
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shit man, my life is in shambles too. I can't really find a luck in my romantic life. I been not so successful in my career too.
Been thinking a lot. Wish someone replied, wish someone answered on my pain calls. But nothing. No one replied.
It's just me and this cold corpse of mine lying around. It's me in another world meeting the very happy end, while I continue to exist for it, waiting for the good events in my life. Looking at this corpse I wonder; does it know the pain now? Does it realize everything or it's just me perceiving it? How am I so different from a cold stabbed death from medicine corpse?
My existing. This is pain. A real pain. isn't it?
No one would be there to help you. No one there is for you to kiss or hug you in your hard moments. No one is romantically interested enough in you to proclaim their loves to you back. Confessions, confessions - I cant even date them!
It hits hard. Every mistake I do hits hard. I dont want to comment on it much, but it can evolve into crazy depressing episode over my life.
Every missing ( ... )
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