Tonight, I feel more jaded and screwed than ever. All my cynicism that's left is versely proportional to the the ghastly mistakes and incidents that just kept on spiraling downwards.

maybe a storm's brewing soon. but somehow, i cant seem to dance in the rain anymore. maybe someone has cut my achilles tendons away, leaving me stranded in the gloom with agony. I feel terribly suffocated. pain in the knuckle. crippled in my vision. faint in the far end. and my mind's struggling to avoid waging a war within, with what's left that's worth mentioning.

somehow i wished we didnt end it here.