Mumbling

Sigh...sometimes I really don't know what to do with life. What do we live for? Why learn? Why work? Why this why that? Oh fuck off! I don't need you to tell me what to do with my life! I'm sick of hearing nags. I'm done with my job. I don't need you to order me. I don't want to do that. I want to speak what I want. I want to get out of this life. Any idea how? Damn shit! I have been stress free for days and weeks. But the heck it returned! I'm suppose to be the angel with the angel. Not the whoever shit it is. No wait. I'm not angel I'm no saint. I'm just a damn fucking human being who live her life for no reason and who fuckingly wishes she could get out of life now. Blardy hell! It hurts to see. It hurts to read. It hurts to hear. Oh my darn! It just hurt so much to get hurt. Fucking days! Can I foresee my future? Can I know who or where or how I am going to be? Will I still be me? Will I still be here? Will I be who I want to be? What the fuck is wrong with life lately??? Why isn't there anyone to wake me up from this continuous nightmare? Oh well, I guess it's cos no one knows I'm in nightmare right? Darn shit! My heart aches. My eyes sore. My lips sealed. My voice gone. My soul...taken away...

I need you...I always do...

FUCK OFF!

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ahlost said…
*huGs*

Hope you're much much feeling better by now ;)
April 27, 2009 at 11:38 AM
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