20/Mar/2015

At the end of the day , you find yourself in the dark corner alone , whipping out hopelessly trying to figure out why you are all by yourself while everyone got somebody but you. 

You don't remember what you did for the whole day , it does not matter anyway, you just did the daily routines without a specific goal, it is obvious that there is no better tomorrow, everyday is another day of suffering, yet you still love the pain , as it is the only feeling that you had, the pain, it reminds you are still alive.

Is this how life should be?