My life is fucked up
By richie...Filed under: MurmurEvery day I get awake at around 9am-10am. Thereafter it goes like halfway fucked-up halfway positive, as a so-called “brand new” day constantly shows up dropping on me. And this is my everyday LIFE. So life, what is this meant to be? Time is passing quietly fast, which for me is too cruel, too relentless. I am positive at times – look for ways to calm down and cheer up; look for reasons to carry on even though it’s been desperate already. Yes, isn’t that vital to find one’s own REASONS to carry on a life for there’s so many things need to be done? I know it though these positive times wouldn’t last too long just because it takes too much TIME. And yeah, it can be a curse that we lead a life which is running on a track called “time”.
It won’t stop, which means life won’t stop to wait one to be totally awake, to be definitely clear up, so that all goals are achieved. I hate the word DEADLINE. Not until I get to realize it’s gone, it is gone. Time, time is gone. It stops who it wants. It never lasts. Isn’t my life fucked up? My routine is to solve out emotional breakdowns and then break down again. What a dead loop.
One song goes: The past is as if firework, the future is as if sands. What else ain’t gonna leave behind? Then the other song goes: Don’t hold on, go get strong.
Arrrrrrrrrrrgh……!!!
Deadlines, they all expire. This is my life!!!
