Monday Morning

some random dude, probably someone I've never chat with before asked me :

"in the club?"

I went... "HUH?". Whenever I gave a huge HUH, it seriously means that I got no fucking idea what u're talking about. Not one bit.

and he went on,

"in the club today?"

This guy probably dropped out of kindegarten.

I asked, "WHAT in the club?"

AT the point of time, it suddenly hit me that he wanna know whether i'm clubbing tonight.

I went on,

"Today is Tuesday."

He answered, "SO?"

SO THE REST IS FUCKING HISTORY. go figure.

Does all this mask whatever I really wanna blog actually? About feeling stupid and foolish lately?
About trying my best to think positively, to not burst my own bubble.
I hate it when I suddenly dont think about it but you triggered my memory and I have to relive it all over again. I'm a fake, I'm pretentious. And I did all these cause i'm a sucker for you... and your feelings.And all cause I'm being this selfless motherfucking bitch, I am killing myself.So why dont you just shoot me in the head.