The uncle in the bus just keep pushing me, pushing & pushing, until I was damn suffocated. My entire body was pressed against the window pane. Then and there I felt suffocated both physically and mentally. I was really like fuck you uncle, no space already still wanna squeeze me. I couldn't breathe.

I was already feeling so lousy, really, and he had to make things worst. I just couldn't control everything, and everything was slipping right outta my hands. I wanted to do something outrageous at that moment, outright crazy kind. I wanted to tear my all my hair out. Ten thousand crazy thing flashed through my mind literally every second I was sitting there even though I just kept quiet. I wanted to die okay.

I don't wanna live anymore. If life's that difficult, I really don't see the point.

& I just keep falling in and out of love.

Srsly damn sorry, cannot tank, I really needed to rant.