.: HotCooler :.

It started small and it started slow, it builds up and starts to opening up, it welcomes almost everything and hungers more of them, all that was taken were processed and digested, how can i not know until everything overload? or did i allow it to happen??

Besides 1.. all the others happened so long ago.. hiding somewhere all along and exploded like a time bomb.. all at once..

Feel like getting out and be myself once again… back to my nutshell hiding from the invasion of that something which i dunno if it’s good or bad.. positive or negative.. happy or sad.. pleasurable or hurtful.. 

or

Maybe i chosen not to get hurt so i dunno watz pleasurable.. i dun wanna feel sad so i never been happy.. i reject the negatives with the positives unknowingly.. how can there be good when there’s no bad?

Floating in the middle of the ocean, all cold and dark with no directions.