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OBLIVIATE;
Muse
Specs
Way Out
Credits
Dashboard
Lose myself in a daydream.
Sunday, August 3, 201412:18 AM

Have you ever had those kind of days where you just feel so worthless and everything just suddenly doesn't make sense anymore and you want to give up? When you look into the mirror and all you see are your flaws and I'm not even talking about the real flaws but the physical flaws because that's how superficial I am. And we all know humans have high tolerance for themselves but some days I can't even tolerate myself any longer and all these ugliness just comes flooding out to swallow me whole and I just feel so fucking ugly. And tired. Don't get me started. I haven't had the time to wake up as and when I want without feeling so lethargic and dead to the world. I want a day where I can wake up and go back to sleep as many times as I want until I feel excited to get out of bed to see what the world is doing. When I stare at my eyes I finally see how drained I am and how lifeless it is. It looks like no amount of makeup or anything can conceal these things because it's just there and it's been hitting me for years and I don't even know anymore. I have such a low threshold for stress and everything that I get so freaking upset and affected by it.

I don't even have to be the kind of sweet pastry you finally choose in the end when you have your nose pressed up against the cool glass. I just want to have that moment where I feel wanted and appreciated, where people actually pause to look instead of overlooking me.