Fuck this, what the fuck is wrong with me?

It’s just one of those months in a year where I just want to bury myself in the ground and not talk to anyone or give a fuck about anything. People are getting on my nerves. Except for I think, one or two people? I’m trying my best to be calm and nice to everyone. Oh hell man. 

Asdfghjkl;’ertwgyujnkno;dfghj/,　

It’s raining outside. 

Porcupine Tree? Yes?

Yusss.　

Just wondering… If anyone here on tumblr who’s apparently a Bangladeshi listens to Radiohead/Tool.

Wow, Mogwai is currently taking over my life right now…Mhmm.

Not that I’m complaining. 

I am dreaming with my eyes open…. I don’t like what I see.

I’m looking forward to things that will never happen. 

I’m expecting people to care. But ofcourse they don’t.

I have stopped sharing my thoughts with those two specific people, it isn’t helping me though. 

It isn’t helping me at all.

Accounting exam tomorrow. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!　

I feel so airy and bubbly inside.

I wish people would understand that when I call myself ugly I generally mean it, I’m not just trying to get compliments.

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Asdfghjkl;’ this is so fucked up. It’s like I’m stuck here between two walls. It’s fucking hard to breathe. In bangla as we say ‘mainka chipai pora?’ kinda like that. Fuck! 　

Well it’s 14th April. Just one of those particular days in a year which I hate. ‘Lol’. Well it’s going to be one shitty day!