Tuesday, May 26, 2009.
No more talk, no more.
7:53 PM

For the first time in history, I never felt like talking anymore. And hence, I promised myself not to converse with anyone at home for this time period. Since they thought talking to me is bothersome and making them feel angrier than before. 


I hate them. I really hate people who keep saying illogical and irrelevant things to me. Like, "Why is that shop closed?" Instead of getting an answer, I get "Because it is closed." 

These people, you aren't answering my question. 


I feel like I never existed. And somehow, keeping my big mouth shut feels so new. I feel less tired. Though I feel like damn emo. How long is this Cold War going to last? 

Crying made me feel so much better.


I know this post has no direction whatsoever. It's so not organised.

But anyway, nobody really reads it as it's quite dead these days.