Sometimes, it feels like its not worth all the trouble.
You know?
You do so much, yet nothing good happens. Wait, no. Nothing happens at all.
That makes you start to wonder, do you have any importance at all?
Are you just the 'tissue man'?
Thrown away and forgotten once you had served your purpose?
Where is the reciprocration?

At least something.
And now I realised that I've wasted yet another Saturday. Only made my mood worse.
I don't know how much I've got bottled up inside of me. Like a can of fizzy drink, being shaken vigorously by the words and actions of others. Sooner or later, its going to explode. It will.

A few more hits and I think I will decide on something I never would have dreamed of.
Indefintely isolating myself from.
From.
Emotions
I am better off without them anyways.

Goodnight