Useless teardrops aren't enough to clean up some misunderstandings

Actually,when I usually decide to write something there,I'm not in the best mood.

But actually,it's so uggly to start with actually.

Today my mood's horrible,because I feel screwed.
A fuc*ing bitter taste of injustice,cuz I'm not the lazy guy I used to be.

I'm angry at everybody because everybody's just pissing me of,or maybe it's just everything.

And I'm not going to space my colons back or forth.

It's like you know,being the very best at something,and If not everytime,you never miss the spot.A solid and strong capacity that consistently builds this dirty feeling that you're invincible.And then you fall after one stroke.

And you're never ever able to stand up.

It's this kind of feeling ya know.

It's awfull,considering the hard work was such a pain in the ass.

It's not like you can expect me to bear a grudge against myself or something.

It just disgusted me as big vomit throw.

Recall the time of this nasty powerful idea ; cuz nothing

There's nothing left.

And it feels like the decay is about to start.

Don't annoy me now,leave me where I am;because you don't need me at all.

And I don't need you.

Anger is not much of a thing when standing next to indifference.

And it's precisely the reason why I can stop it now.

A butterfly is no more than a caterpillar