Emo shit....

I've been feeling kind of down lately. I'm not sure why. I haven't been eating properly, can't sleep well. Sometimes the thought of just having to wake up from my slumber irks me. Sometimes I wonder to myself, just what am I doing on this Earth? What is my purpose in life? All I get as an answer is just the empty buzzing sound which is inside my head.

I was sitting down in the bus when I began to wonder, "What if the bus I was in got into an accident and I died? Would my friends and family cry for me? Or would they just be nonchalant about it?" I'm currently not too sure why I am thinking this way. It could be the hunger talking.

I think I'm falling sick. I can't eat, been vomiting liquids the past few days and I keep waking up in the middle of the night. Having sudden headaches which comes and goes as it pleases. The pain is bearable at the moment but I'm not too sure how long I can hold out before it completely consumes my being and all that's left is just an empty shell. An empty reminder of what it used to contain. A shell which is devoid of all human emotions and lives its life without any real purpose.

I feel shitty now for typing out all those emotional stuff. I promised myself not to be all emotional and melodramatic. I guess that sometimes, things should just remain the way they do.