sometimes

I feel so exhausted though I've slept like half a day away. I feel so SICK. My throat is killing, my headache is pounding, my heart is fuming and my nails are chipped. Ha! that's random.
Weekends are here and it feels like crap. I wonder what else is there to be said. Sometimes I wish to be nice, sometimes I choose to remain silent. Sometimes I just hate being forced, sometimes I'm all game for it. Apparently for today, I feel like a murderer. Or maybe, I wish, "we" didnt exist.

Too many thoughts in my head, some kept lingering, some just floats away.

Some says:
When love and hate collide.