/** Sometimes, you just can't hold it in anymore. And a jumble of thoughts squeezes your brain too much information that you burst in emotion (funny how someone who is heartless can still feel the most wretched pains **/
confused
ambivalient
longing
to be wanted.
Hated to be hated on
Cheated to be cheated on.
Overdosing caffeine like drugs of happiness.
Inhaling smoke of iced green apples like the ganja of desire
Writing short little snippets of poetry
on yellow post-its.
My life as it is,
is a half-crazed,
mind-numbing
disaster point
of criss-crosses
and haphazardous entry ways where each road you take
will lead to uncertain signs of death
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