Nothing like that to make you feel all insignificant and worthless.

I really wish I can pour this out to anyone, but it seems so odd... I can't bring myself to do so. All I can do is pretend that I do not know anything and hide everything behind the ever faithful facade of mine. That's me I guess. Keeping such mortifying thoughts to myself so no one would ever know.

Such a loser thing to think about. But that thought keep surfacing in my mind and no matter how hard I try to block it I can't. I'm so perturbed by it I think I might be mad.

What. The. Fuck.

I cannot believe how some people can be so insensitive. How I wished everyone's mind can be translated into a written piece of information so I can understand how they are thinking, or whether they are thinking at all. Cos that is my strong belief, and I am utterly speechless at people who can possibly do the opposite. What are you, an asshole?

But I remain silent. About everything. Silence has since become my shield. And once again I am glad my emotions are detached from the outside world so I only end up with surface scratches.

Excuse me while I retire to my bubble, where nothing can hurt me.