I wish I could do something productive. Something that benefits other people other than myself. Instead of crying to myself every ten seconds and imagining I'm warped in some black hole, maybe I should consider myself just a little lucky. I'm giving up everything as of now. I'm nothing. I don't have a post, a rank- I'm no one. And that's exactly how I want it to be right now. Because I'd feel hella contented with that. ;and again I ask myself, why am I doing these things for other people? At the end of the day, I know I've accomplished nothing. Nothing that I deserve, nothing that others deserve. Because all the blood and sweat shed is nothing as of now; they're just remarks you're gonna get to get you into tertiary. Nothing but a peice of paper. And hell that piece of paper is important.

I wish I could do something productive. Something that benefits other people other than myself. Instead of crying to myself every ten seconds and imagining I'm warped in some black hole, maybe I should consider myself just a little lucky. I'm giving up everything as of now. I'm nothing. I don't have a post, a rank- I'm no one. And that's exactly how I want it to be right now. Because I'd feel hella contented with that. ;and again I ask myself, why am I doing these things for other people? At the end of the day, I know I've accomplished nothing. Nothing that I deserve, nothing that others deserve. Because all the blood and sweat shed is nothing as of now; they're just remarks you're gonna get to get you into tertiary. Nothing but a peice of paper. And hell that piece of paper is important.