As I continue everyday, I have realized this: I am indeed a very lukewarm person. I’m neither interested nor disinterested. I’m always in the middle, neither this nor that, neither future nor past, neither death nor life, neither love nor hate, neither talented nor untalented. Just someone in the middle, just wavering around. And this kind of feeling will land up me getting lost and just numb, just very very empty; a pure nothingness
(via icosanoic)
