i hate this feeling. i cant focus, i cant think. i come here and i feel useless. i feel like a bloody failure. there's nothing for me here. what is God trying to pull, really. it's runnin through my veins again. it's runnin through my veins again.



: sigh :

when is this gonna end. i thought this year was gonna be different, but everything's the same. there's nothing to look forward to. everything's the same...