I guess it sucks to be an INTP living in this current society.
I remember my colleague asked me the other day, how long would I need to take to get over something?
I replied something, you'll eventually get over it, or you just get so frustrated about it and then you feel numb.

And I sit here, with thoughts running all over my head like some lil piece shit running around in H&M.
deleting and typing over and over.

What's the point of all these?

I do feel sorry, for the fact I am such a horrible person that I can't find that ounce of motivation in this pathetic body of mine.

But what have happened, happened.

As much I want to go back to whatever it was back then, I just can't.

Maybe for fact that I just wanted to go along with you cause if I don't there comes the arguments which I don't wanna face.

And along that line, I don't know who I am anymore. I can't see the person I wanna be anymore.

I just wanna close my eyes, roll into a ball, and fade into nothingness.


NFTB