"I don't know anything any more," he said, and let a sleep lozenge dissolve on his tongue.

would do anything to get unlimited amount of sleep lozenges..
overdosing will be great..
so fake.. so fake.. everything's so fake..
what's the use of crying and wailing and crying again and regretting now?
too much hatred in me..
i don't know..
go, and never come back.
knives.
ah yes, blood..
facing worse nightmares everytime..
smiles are so fake..
laughing is so fake..
smiles not reaching the eyes at all..

the ten people.. i realised that slowly, i'm finding reasons to avoid..
keeping to yourself is still the best..

want to fly..
even in dreams, i can't fly..
want peace?
can't even find anywhere to get it..
jinmei's state of zen..
should ask her to teach me some day..
fly..
fly..

drive beetles, hit animals, drive at high speed, laugh at clowns cutting of each other's limbs, children killing each other, talk about nothing - "swell!"..
makes me feel like living in the world of fahrenheit 451.