This is not just a headache that I guess I feel but more than that. The headache cause everything I took care of. The company I worked, the university I studied, and most of all is about my life.
Every secound I thought this was just dreaming but when I punch my arms that’s hurt and when I bite my tongue that’s bleeding. I felt the world is simple, the road is just the line and then it’s finish things started.
Couldn’t tell which is the best, the bestest, the good, the goodest, it’s all dust from the trash that I can’t pick it all up. I miss the things that I never done before, the things that people said it’s bad, the things that one person told me it could make me die. Whatever it takes, I want to try it.. The life is more crazy when we reached among the dead, isn’t it?