it was dark. the usual countless stars all disappeared behind the magnificent clouds. the ones who got lucky shone as bright and as long as they could before the brief, sudden winds blew the clouds over them. mist slowly formed interestingly bordering buildings and any inanimate objects. even the abandoned construction sites, with its worn out pillars, unfurnished floors, crumbled walls and left behind boulders stood and awaited the mist to shower them with dust and suspended particles in the air, creating a haunting feeling.

i struggled my way through what felt like ropes entangled around my already fragile and weak being. the pain is just unbearable. it was undoubtedly excruciating. it cringed and twisted my very insides.

a tear rolled down my cheek .

migraine

sometimes, people need to understand that we also have our own problems

sometimes, people need to understand that what they’re going through is pretty much nothing compared to what other people are going through

sometimes, people need to understand that you just want to be alone

sometimes, people need to stop complaining about the same thing every single day

sometimes, people need to understand that you also want to be heard

sometimes, people need to just shut the fuck up