R.I.P.

Haven been eating for days. And guess what happen. Diet plan succeed! But to tell the truth, it wasn't a plan at all. I never thought of dieting. I guess all the things that happen around me made me lost my appetite at all. Even if i'm hungry, i couldn't eat. I guess i have anorexia.

Went out with family to had lunch. But i dint eat much, no appetite lol. Was at Redbox the whole afternoon. Crying alone in a dark room with beer and cigar feel so pathetic right now. Until my babes came storming in and took my cigar away and scolded me like i'm a fucking bitch that doesn't know better. Words from their mouth stroke into my heart like i'm being stabbed. Painful, but real.

Life sucks. Relationship is even suck-ier! How i feel like hanging myself up and forgot the shit you gave me. But i can't, couldn't and wouldn't. I would be letting everyone down. Family, friends and myself. Families are worry because i don't talk, i don't eat, i don't even sleep anymore. Friends are sad because i look pale, i don't smile nor laugh anymore.

I guess i'm nothing but dead.