I have that feeling of sickness inside me while these days going on like dusts flowing continuously. The destruction of fate throughout this life was not a reversible process. my mind is a chamber of an unstable reactor falling apart like those melted into tears. this head, so stuck inside hallucination of ghosts in myself, no way to reach the line of happiness. please dont ask me to do what i dont want to do. obligations are forcing me towards the edge. deceiving of love could be the another infection of sufferings within which sometimes completely out of control. there could be some other kind of feelings which they come together as side effects of human nature. run. my dear run. time, is chopping your life madly.
actual offline log time: 2010-03-20, 22:20