Friday, January 21, 2011


Time stings. Loneliness stings even more. No substantial, productive work, greetings by failure on all sides, questions on your identity, personal attacks on yourself, the quest to wake up from and endless drowning sleep, too many expectations, few basic demands, a horrifying temper, sunken tolerance levels, no reason to be happy as the world celebrates...

If you are a girl, it could mean you are PMSing...but it could also mean that you are on the road to becoming a psychopath.

0 scribbling(s):

Post a Comment