random 2

Its 1 pm and am literally staring .i am at a dry spell for words again. i look so serene from outside but from with am more of a psyche's mess. my head is heavy after having an coitus with polymer books and literature. i too feel am carrying a self destructive moth analogy and presence of me is kinda bothering .i don`t know when i turned into a object,needless i have to apologies for every deeds of mine. my essence is like a spur to many people eyes. or may be am too lost and my head will fall sometime. my eyes are open for 5 mins but still i am asleep. my head now demands for everything as he is the king for everything . i got class from 2 pm and i can see my bed for an escape.but i don't wanna blow out my time lying somnolent and let my head have a conflict with my body. i need some substance to get engrossed rather than letting my vile gray cells play their miscreants games.i don't wanna practice my evil wordplay now and then.right now i want to be a crowded place and let my brain fly like a hydrogen balloon ,so that i can see and laugh at it. i want to be brainless.i just have a normal body function .i don't wanna sink in the tornado of infatuation or get addicted to confession of loving someone. after sometime i will be sitting in a class of unknown sea of heads..........fuck cupid is orgy ..fuck my range is infinite miseries