17/11/2011

Tired, too much dreams haunting me at night. Few nights without a proper sleep and already like this. I'm growing softer. Probably being a bit melo, but I'm just feeling a bit paranoid and afraid that I'm doing a lot of stuff for nothing. Too much dreams, too much confusion. Need to stop stressing myself. Need to accept peace. But I somewhat can't stand it and, at the same time... Fuck! I just don't know. There is something wrong with me. I'm angry at nothing.

06/11/11 05h59 a.m.

Tried to write something. Nothing of what I wrote seemed right. Not in the mood to put a mask on and write something untrue.

Goodbye.