Nothing feels right these days anymore. I am not keen about design, the food in my mouth tastes odd, nothing seem to make me smile. Even the guitar, my only solace, is failing me.
Why do i always turn out this way? Was it the way i was born? Was destiny written even before I live it?
As Kurt Cobain said, its better to burn out than fade away. Right now, I am the latter.
God, save me please.
