Sunday, December 27, 2009 @ 12:29 PM
throwing darts is god's profession.
gosh.fuck it man.whenever i try to be happy for the sake of people,
some one comes and stir it up.
omg.
i was soooooooooooooo angry.
and wasted my fucking tears on someone who wasnt worth it
at all.
and no,even parthiban went mood-out after hearing that.
like god-damn.
why must such things only happen to me?
and fuck it la.
im going MIA.
like for real this time.
seriously.
i just cant face this world anymore.
and yes,
im sorry madhavi.
i just cant be happy like how you wanted me to.
i dont have anything with me.
im nothing.
trust me on that.
the pain i inflict on myself
is wonderful.
for the only reason is that,
the pain is only concentrated at one particular area.
then clouding up my entire body.
i cant take it anymore.
i really cant.
im getting sick and tired of everything.
wanted to smile genuinely for once.
but god seems to be throwing darts from every direction.
and,i cant seem to dodge it with a smile on my face.
it feels like im getting hit at every part of my life.
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