It's at night, again. And the cough is coming back to haunt me.
All the lonely, miserable, tired, empty feelings are expanding their territories and eating my senses, bit by bit, slowly diffusing yet so conspicuously prominent. Suddenly, everything jus becomes stagnant. Its like the curve of saturation. The feeling of emptiness has reached its saturation point and there's only so much one can feel.
The ultimate state of desolation. There's where I am now.
Emotionally aimless. Cold.
Ok. I don't even know what I'm talking about now.
The smile in the mirror is jus looking so pathetic.
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