Friday, July 11, 2008

don't judge me

there;s a lot of anger tht's just fillin in...it's jumpin in and out...i am jumping...physically and mentally...i can't take it any more....it's like an osmosis of anger tht's swelling...it's gettin heavier for my body...it's goin to bloat..it's weghing down on me...so before it becomes difficult to control this spasm of fit, i thought i should just jot it down to coll myself...

there's idiot who's tryin to dictate me and lecture me on the stupidest topic of all:be happy...so i told him to "fuck off,and stop dictatin me around"....then, i havn't started writting my article, and i'm mad bcos of tht too...whatever i have been writting for the company tht i'm working in..is truning out to be trash...not only meant to be thrown in the bin, but burnt as well..i wish all the write-ups were living,just like flesh n blood,so tht i could feel the burning sensation and make me realise tht i have been writting utter shit all through....

right now,i'm writting whatvere is coming into my head...i'm not thinkin...n i'm not goin to change the inccorect speelings or correct my grammatical eror..i just want to write...i want to write crap...it's the anger..i can't take it any more...so,all tht i'm scribblinmg write now, is more like thrwoing up all tht's in my systems...i can even feel the thumping of the keys,it's hard n i'm being harsh with it...i wannna jump into the pool n spalsh water on everyone as roughly as it cabn be...

i can feel the nager dying...i'm tryin my best to calm this thing down...but damn it,i've ran out of wrods...so wat saurabh...or watever ur name is..so what i misspelt it..i care a damn....just buzz off,if u r more concerned with the correction...don't even come here to read it,n then come up with a stupid fucking conclusion tht we write on a similar basis...

hey bro,if u don't wanna read the magazine..or if u r just forcing ur self to do it..then don't...i would prefer tht....under obligation comes no honesty...and tht would mean tht there's no honest response to what u will read when u go through my write-ups...do me a favour,i know u've given up on smoking..but i'm sure tht u still have a stalk of lighter's sitting around collecting filthy dust of mumbai,the most clasutrophobic city...get hold og tht lighter n burn the damn thing down....i'll be happier than u readin it unwillingly...just for the heck of reading...

i don't what's happening now,it's like a breakthough tht has just collapsed within me..i don't know what i'm writting...clueless...but i'm feelin a lil better...i think i'm hungry....