With my half-closed eyes,no electricity in my veins,and air-mind.I still wrote this somehow with my mind staring at the place where i drown my energy with the comfy pillow,whenever i put my head on it,and just bring my soul into the dream.
Where i was enjoying my food,my dinner with my family,enjoy the last bite of the Nando's chicken that melts my saliva away with their ingredient spices.Unknown number said hye to me,and when i realised who it is,i harshly said "bye" without a greeting on it.Am i harsh or too ignorance?or i'm just freaking not interested in boys with a typical mind that hunger for attention and compliments.I always glance them with a cold stares,with a despise feeling and whisper to myself "typical" in such way,or is it i ran away from this love/crush feeling because it's too heavy for me to hold,to heavy for me to carried this big crechet and somehow can faint every pieces of my heart.I'm clueless.
Ahh,i should do some exercises that can eventually will rush back my adrenaline,my sweat,the oxygen that makes my head feel energetic and powerful in some way,to bring back my rush-self,to make me alive again compare to this lifeless person that i lie my soul in it.
