I've been thinking and wondering and reflecting. It sucks being me, because I suck. Problem on top of problem on top of problem and the problems never ends. I'm tired... Damn tired. Yet again I'm writting this imaginary book that no one reads. I'm tired of it. I'll stand at that little corner in the dark for awhile. Let me eliminate whatever I'm feeling for a little while. Let me just reflect myself again. I'm already feeling nothing now. Total oblivion. Lete rest in abyss of my oblivion for a little while. Good things doesnt last forever and bad things wont last either. Maybe at night, I'll get ciggies and redbull and just chill under the sky. Lets, that sounds like a plan.
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