I totally abhor what I'm going through now.

The kind of intensified emotional roller-coaster that is slamming me up and down uncontrollably is setting my heart in deep vexation.

Why is the episode always the same? The more I want to evade, the more it seems hopeless and I can only wallow in self-empathy at the end of it.

I just want to break away. But it's just so tough because every single inch of thought related to him stirs badly.

Presence is actually worst than absence afterall, what an irony isn't it.

I just fucking hate myself now.