The fact that often in life, the best decisions are the ones that are ludicrous. We make stupid decisions all the time, but life is funny and sometimes a little mystical, it could take a stupid decision into something entirely different. That's how life keeps us in a loop.He could not take it much longer, it always happen when someone close came back. Drifting is like the norm that he could no longer feel much. He began recalling everything that happened throughout his quirky and intolerable life. A master of nothing and a dummy for everything. His life is drunk and decayed.
He knew lots of girl, but not many kept in contact and none thinks of him the other way. Not that he care much anyway, since he have failed so many times that his inner heart has become torpid from the poignant agonies.
The dark cloud overpowered the sky today, and at the first lightning he saw, he felt restless but after a few seconds, his chiseled face brightens, his chapped lips twitched, forming a slight glee, for once his eyes sparkled with joy at the compelling thought of having the lightning strike down on the bus that he was in. What relief he would have felt by abandoning his hard shell, how magnificent that would be and he would marvel at his own body from another perspective. Though maybe all these, he would, regret in years to come.
Everything seems to stir his thoughts, grouchiness is what is most physical to him. But at the same instance, he felt pleased as he could concentrate on his studies. He needs to know new people, maybe S, though the chance is infinitesimal.
He knew lots of girl, but not many kept in contact and none thinks of him the other way. Not that he care much anyway, since he have failed so many times that his inner heart has become torpid from the poignant agonies.
The dark cloud overpowered the sky today, and at the first lightning he saw, he felt restless but after a few seconds, his chiseled face brightens, his chapped lips twitched, forming a slight glee, for once his eyes sparkled with joy at the compelling thought of having the lightning strike down on the bus that he was in. What relief he would have felt by abandoning his hard shell, how magnificent that would be and he would marvel at his own body from another perspective. Though maybe all these, he would, regret in years to come.
Everything seems to stir his thoughts, grouchiness is what is most physical to him. But at the same instance, he felt pleased as he could concentrate on his studies. He needs to know new people, maybe S, though the chance is infinitesimal.
Take the plunged and run away no matter how tired it will be.
