The act of being "Strange" ♡ vkook

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Life has taken its time, tick by tick, the days go pass..

It's boring how nothing has happened but I guess that's almost a good thing. I feel sooo hopeless, it's so stupid that I can't fight back.. well I do but not as much as I want to...

Tick by tick..

I feel like I'm staring at my ceiling for a minute and when I look at my clock.. it turns it to be a few hours later.

I feel older and older by the seconds.. it's so frustrating.

I wish I could just turn back time...

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But I really can't, I'm trying to saver everything single second.... but I can't.

My brain likes to just waste time doing stupid stuff, but that's life isn't it..

Doing stupid stuff but not getting any outcome.

Well, that's what I'm doing everyday. I know I'm stupid.

I should be happy, but I'm not.

I was 'happy' I guess when I first met Jungkook but now that time has gone pass...

I'm just the same as I was when all of this happened.

Is it me being depressing?

Or is it just life itself?

It's Both.

I've tried to be happy but in the end of all of it, I'm just faking it.

Maybe...

Faking happiness will make me happy in the end?

....

No that won't happen.

It will never happen.

Never.
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6am||

I laugh when I look at the time...

I've haven't slept at all.. I've spent my time looking at the ceiling on the floor thinking about everything..

Sigh... my back hurts..

Everything hurts.. why? I only lied on the floor, well, I guess I am lying on a hard floor so I'm not that surprised..

I'm lucky that it's the weekend-

The door opens..

And I see kookie looking at me confused as I'm on the flooring more or less talking to myself.. awkward....

"Oh hi kookie." I say awkwardly, still on the floor, looking at him..

"Tae.. you woke me up and why are you on the floor?"

"Because... I'mcontemplatingmylifechoicesandimwonderingwhyimsodepressingwhilelookingattheceilingonthefloortalkingtomyselfandbeingabsolutelysane.. obviously."
I say ranting to him

"Ok, tae you don't need to contemplate your life choices because you can talk to me, you're going to get a sore back lying on the floor and you are sane.. kinda.. don't say it sarcastically because if you were not sane.. completely.. you would be in a mental hospital... now get up." He walks up to me and gives me his hand to help me get up.. I sigh and take his hand.