I feel started a little bit sick.

my neck is getting hotter than before.

just I'm crying in a pillow, and remember the bad days.

my life went ruined.

and everyone is hating on us.

I'm losing hope...

I'm doing unthinkable.

I have no ideas.

I don't have practice do another creativity process.

I don't know what to do,

I'm sleeping, waiting for my nightmare will come...

My days and nights are over.

I'm feeling emotionless.

I'm reaching my limits.