my balloon burst!

and the bubble has burst... actually it did last night... i knew it wld explode in my face one day and it so has... it takes just one single needle of loneliness to burst the balloon... kabloooey...

its really pathetic? don't you think? i try and try to just ignore whatever's been bothering me and it all bottles up inside... and now it just explodes and covers everything... i have a bad temper and its getting more difficult to control day by day...

fuck the damn weather.. everytime i want to go out with someone, it gets fucking gloomy... and today i have to help my mum out and no one's free... the fucking sun decides to come out... what's the fuck with that?

fuck sleep... my sleep cycle is all fucked up and i can't fucking be bothered anymore... let it stay fucked up... i'd collapse from exhaustion someday... then again i dun give a fuck anymore...

fuck the money... been waiting so long for the fucking pay to come... and i'm fucking broke now... can't fucking do anything or go anywhere... i should just fuck this country and go live in south africa where i can tan all day and live off tree bark... they're all fucking skinny anyway so i'll fuckin fit right in...

fuck the whole body image shit... what's the fuck with gorgeous men with a beautiful face, a golden tan and rippling muscles? they don't fucking have a brain nor humility or any human qualities that they fucking need to survive... what's the fucking obsession with being fucking beautiful... FUCK THEM ALL! do i have to fucking follow the trend? do i have to fucking look beautiful to be able to succeed in life? fucked up society... who fucking defines fucking beauty anyway?

fuck whatever feelings people have... what's the fucking deal with that? you like someone but you can't say... you fucking hate someone but its not right to express it... you're feeling fucking good because you did something right but somehow some fucking depressing mood comes crashing into your fucking face... all the fucking repression fucking fucked up my fucking emotions... fuck that... i should just fucking have a default mood and that's it... i'll be fucking happy or fucking blue no matter what... who gives a fuck if i'm laughing non stop at a fuckin funeral or fucking moody at someone's wedding... or fucking happy when i fail everything or fucking moody when i get great results...

i think i'm fucked!