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Itni loser hogai hoon.
Moti bhi hogai hoon.
Kuch karne ka dil nai chata.
Motivation hi khatam hogai hai.
Its weird.
I feel Weird.
But no...not like feel-feel.
My brain keeps telling me its all weird and then I try to feel weird.
But...its...I dont know.
Nothings wrong. Everythings fine.
Nothing unusual. Just the usual.
I dont know.
Its not the first time.
But it always comes as a surprise.
I hate how sometimes you can never get used to things that happen so often.
Whole lota emo shit.
I need some brain-storming.
But then again...dil nai chata for anything.
I sound emo. I hate this.
Im trying so hard for any kind of distraction.
Trying hard to interest myself into something.
Anything at all.
Failing.
Failing miserably.
Tried using people.
Even tried manipulating myself.
Failed.
I hate this.
Emo shit.
Section A - Section B.
Deep.
Emo!
Feels like the end.
It isnt - I know.
It will pass.
But I have to live it to end it.
I hate this.
Im tired of reasoning.
I dont want to.
I dont want to understand anymore.
It is how it is. No reason. No explanation.
Bus.