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Saturday, June 19, 2010
I don't feel worthy to anyone.

I'm feeling funk. I don't know why but i just feel that i could cry my heart out anytime man, seriously. This feeling i'm encountering now, isn't the first time already. Why man?! Just why! Everything i see seems so... spurious? Argh! I don't know how to express myself out with words. Not even mouthing vulgarities will make me feel better or whatsoever. Goddammit. I wish i could just barge into a room surrounded with mirrors & loud blasting music so i could, to the least dance myself out or rather lessen my thoughts & just keep on dancing till i collaspe & the next moment i open up my eyes, i'm feeling pain in my head. & would just ask people around me, what exactly happened last night. Okay, i know those are craps, bona fide craps because ultimately, none of those would happen, nothing. Someone please get me outta this misery, right now.

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