Reporting live from the torpid life of mine after getting inebriated .() as f***.. About ten minutes back I had one of those moments in which you forget about your life and are seized by an epiphany happiness that cannot be explained. I was looking at my computer and browsing fb.i don’t do anything on fb. Just i go to profile and change my profile pic. . But i realised its a bizarre after all. So surreal. Who am i deceiving? Living like a laboured -scribbled, failure every time. Im driven by the mere failure every fucking time. i try to start afresh with my might but so quietly everything refuses to hum along. My head nerves screaming and blaming. Beckoning for calm. Fuck i with never understand my heads modusoperandi . How it controls my senses and how it leads me every day. My body and my head .HOW-IT sync?? Im clueless. Sometime i think i should leave this place and kill myself. I sick of this SO-CALLED-LIFE..sleeping|eating|shitting| working. Where is life in between it..Now i know i write too much of myself realization bullshits. but I’m stumped of topics. What to write about. I m left with no goods friends to share my time or any friend who can make me realise who b`ful this world is...anyway fuckthatshit. Sometime i got sms or calls from friends. After bending to social pressure and replying them my mind cringe to the fact that do i ever knew them. Sometime i feel so lost. So dumbfuck about the whole meaning of existence. I walk through the same drab streets but still find myself lost..How will i know am i heading to the right direction when i don’teven know which way am facing.Every facade reads sings WELCOME TO THE WORLD OF CATHARSIS. Every motherfucker got his own morose tale to sing. Every time i meet ppl everyone got a song about life. fuck the song remains the same.sad song. I’m at a loss of intelligent phrasing right now and but i have no qualms about streaming it down. before more weird thoughts bucks inside my head and bends with its pressure and force me to write it down . i should hit the PUBLISH button and quit. because I am lazy sloth and presently incapable of writing anything myself.Gosh such a raving lunatic anomaly from the effect of booze that I couldn't help myself even. So I found my will to be weird.
FUCK THIS SHIT!! :D
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