Melancholy? Nausea? I dont know which genre this posting falls under. I’m just super tired and feeling totally fucked up. Something is obviously succeeding in pulling me deeper into depression. I’m feeling lost. Back to my old best buddy. Yeah, that’s how bad things are. I’m trying to put on the usual smile people know me for. Sad, I know.
Who do I turn to when I want to say I’ve had enough? No one. Instead, it’s a vice versa situation. Feeling fucked up and tired. Fucked up! The last thing I need now is some bitch trying to act all that in front of me. So, don’t push it. I fucking mean it.
Typical typical abhoring situation. It’s sickening and inevitable.
I just want to get high now and get away. I’m sick of the same all things. Seriously sick.
If you think you know me well, think again. Think hard. Question everything that I do at this point of time. What I am now is not naiveness. Come on. Look at me. Naive and I do not blend well in a sentence. It’s seriously disputable.
Someone,slap me now. Slap me hard because I have the feeling that the old Fie is trying to make a comeback. Oh shit. What character have I being playing for the past 7 semesters? It’s real. Just not entirely me. I miss me.