F(uck)ed up.

I’m not that kind of introvert who usually keeps every little thing on my mind alone. I’m the opposite; the extrovert one. I’m outgoing and overtly expressive kind of person.

But i don’t know what is going on with me. These days, i changed…

I know, changes is normal but, i just still cannot get it.

Maybe because i feel nausea about everything? Don’t know. I live my life as if i’m lost, i’m losing something and i feel really really empty. As if i don’t have anything in this world.

I’m scared.

I actually tired of everything and here it is my little secret to keep me on my spirit; i’m extremely sure that i’ll leave all of these shits soon. But now… As if as i just recognized that i have lost everything, every opportunity, as if my dreams have passed away with all of my wishes.

I want to leave. I’m nausea. I’m tired. I don’t like everything, i want to throw up, i don’t feel like anybody would understand or even care, but…

I just feel i am.. Qualm.

It’s like a momentary sick feeling, not because i’m sick or somewhat but i loathe everything without an exception.

I’m fed-everything-up.