f*cked up, Messy and disordered.
That is how my life is at the moment. . .
And I keep doing this to myself, though I'm aware that what I'm doing is so. . .so wrong in the first place.
It's this feeling of apathy that consumes me.
No one can help me except myself, No one can really define how I feel when I do this. . .
It's Narcotic...
I just wish I can be those people who are focused and undisturbed...
Those who thinks they can be, and be it, and not be affected by external disturbances and emotions at all.
But I'm not that kind of a person. . .
I just want my peace of mind but I unconsciously loose it. . .
I feel more restless. . . every now and then.
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