Burst of Thoughts at 1:30 am

cancer

suddenly, silently, and continuously, these voices and these touches are left to be scars, sucking myself and torturing inside. You can never say that growth is a great thing. When something is growing, something else is deteriorating. They work both ways like gravity.

So yes, I am so afraid of cancer and what it's capable of doing. Basically, people are cancerous, though. basically, the city is cancerous, the lifestyle, the way we rotate, they radiate, these evil to raise.

social burden

Can you do this?

Can you do that?

Is it possible if you'd help me with...

You know we can depend on you, right?

Don't worry, you'll get through this.

Can we meet up this weekend?

What about next weekend?

Don't forget our family gathering next week.

Don't forget to call your grandmother and say thank you.

Are you free? I got something to tell..

Can you help me with the conversation?

How do I say it to him... It doesn't sound right?

communication,

and noise,noise,noise,

fucking noise.

so fucking tired of communicating I feel like I'm running out of oxygen.  so fucking tired of texts, notification, social media interaction, upcoming calls, all this social burden makes me socially drained. Please just understand that I just want to talk a little less, and listen a little less, 

All the screams and the excitement, with all this noise in my head, 

God, I just want to pass it on. Pass it on. What scares me is that I can never ever ever ever be alone.

Post scriptum:

Hello guys, it's April already, just 4 months away from August: this is the month when I predict my graduation. It's 1:30 am here and I just, can not help not to write, and design.