i've always whined. i'm a whiner. irritatingly annoying whiner. about myself, about you, about other people and their neighbours. recently, i found out that i'm a perfectionist. not just tiny, little perfectionist. i'm the reason they created that term. self-centered bastard.
i can't believe that i'm listening to REM's "Everybody Hurts" whilst posting this one. i can't believe that i could even paused to enjoy the realisation of myself noticing the act. i can't believe i'm allowing this in the first place. i'm obviously disturbed.
so many remorseful thoughts lingered around my head. i guess, no, i'm sure that i'm losing myself. i deserved this, i know that damn well.
there are times when i needed at least 10 minutes to register a surprising news, only to feel bad the moment everyone else having a toast over it.
today. today is the day. although it may sound a bit suicidal to your standards, worry not. i just need sometime alone.
now leave me alone.
i can't believe that i'm listening to REM's "Everybody Hurts" whilst posting this one. i can't believe that i could even paused to enjoy the realisation of myself noticing the act. i can't believe i'm allowing this in the first place. i'm obviously disturbed.
so many remorseful thoughts lingered around my head. i guess, no, i'm sure that i'm losing myself. i deserved this, i know that damn well.
there are times when i needed at least 10 minutes to register a surprising news, only to feel bad the moment everyone else having a toast over it.
today. today is the day. although it may sound a bit suicidal to your standards, worry not. i just need sometime alone.
now leave me alone.
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