short tempered orange haired me…
for almost two months my fuse seems to go off, for small reasons and i know i am not okay. i feel there is some kind of force behind me to keep me in deep rage. i feel shit and she is right. each day i feel like i forgot how to interact properly, i could not keep my composure(just like a refrain from the previous blogs) and i am so completely confused. i do not know if it is the pressure that kills me or it is my self that would not allow to let go of my anxieties. and i know all my feelings came from nothing and to nothing it will end up. i am a dust in the air of this vast universe and i might end up in oblivion because i could not figure which is left and which is right. i am fucked up…short tempered me…shorter than what was before… and i am sorry.
mau
MALAYA!
