A lost guy in the labyrinthine of the world; trying desperately to fathom it, but failing more miserably. Sometimes fatalist , sometimes pessimist but never optimist.
I thrive on pain or claim to , because too much happiness makes me feel sick and I land up thinking the purpose or utility of life..
I am so confused that i create some ideas in my mind, and then try to beak them; and then fall in my own trap and feel that i don't know myself, which i really don't.
I really hate trusting or depending on people, but can't help because of my social-animal-problem, and i really get bored too easily giving me an impression that i have lot better things to do, making everything more boring.
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