How long does this stupidity last?
Sometimes the stupidity of myself astounds me. does it take losing something so dear at this point of time of my life wakes me up and make me swim to the surface?
reality hurts a lot more but it is something livable with. but to lose, it hurts hell of a lot more.
sometimes i wonder if i am gone,will i be missed? will i leave an impact in someone's life other than my family?
