as of late, i've been a emotional wreck.
i thank all, who have been patient with me, my ridiculous behaviour, together with all my late night weepings over the most miniscule things. i don't know why i'm behaving this way.
but its not a time to question either.
there's lots left undone; waiting to be picked up from the pile and get it done. i've just finished one portion. one report rather. and i guess i'm happy. at least that's one thing done. i'm gonna go take a nap and study for my test tmr.

its scary when i tend to feel numb during periods such as these. i miss feeling alive. every other thing in life is so anesthetized. i put on a facade that i'm happy. if only i really am.
when everything in life seems all screwed and numb the only thing that keeps you alive or rather makes you feel alive is pain. pain breaks the numb dormancy. and what screws it up even more is that you know...
you know that mutilation is just not right.

.:pseudonym:. burned at 7:27 PM