Say Otherwise
Incomplete, something is moving apart, just obsess in the so called 'life' It's dark in the heart. Scattering and blanked, driving me sad. What's going on? I wasn't that sad. It is vaccum, Nothing is here. Even tears and fears. It is numb. I am a zombie. No feeling, no thinking. all the things stucked, No value, no meaning. Really scattered... it has holes, though i wanna find the glue, but i dont how to do. Sign in to see full entry.