nothing really matters anymore.. i have been taking in too much this few days, what's enough is enough, what's done cannot be undone..

the view from my room has never been that comforting.. issit me or the cars? i just feel that they are parked independently by themselves.. i studied the image for a few seconds, i cant help but to feel sorry for myself..

so all i can do now is stand there alone in my room , with my lighted cigarrettes, with my messy thoughts, with me denying all the wrong doings, with me coming up with no solutions or whatsoever to save my ass from getting bashed.. i guess im tired; clinging on for too long, acting strong for too long, being reckless for too long, being indecisive for too long, being me for too long.. breaking free from all these shit, pushing myself away from all the facts and happenings..